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Chapter 2: Discovering the Future

Leslie's POV

Somehow or other, we ended up at the mall in the clothes section.

"Erm..." Rita said as she looked around. "I just remembered... I don't know their sizes."

"We'll figure it out," I said confidently and took a pair of jeans of the rack. "Do these look like Will's size?"

Eventually we were walking towards the counter. Rita was holding two shirts, Melissa was holding three pairs of jeans, Aymee was carrying a tank top and good old me had to carry the shoes.

When we reached the counter and dumped the clothes onto the top, the shop assistant said curiously, "Why do you have men's clothes?"

Since Father's Day was next week, I said, "Father's Day."

But at the exact same time Melissa said, "Dad's birthday."

Aymee said, "For my brother."

And Rita said, "Costume for a play."

The assistant looked at us in confusion for a moment before deciding that I was the most sane and asking, "If it's for Father's Day, why do you also have lady's jeans an a tank top?"

"Erm... we're getting a head start on Mother's Day?" I said nervously.

Aymee's POV

We finally bought the clothes and took the bus back to Rita's house.

As soon as Rita opened the door to her room we all started gagging from the thick flowery scent. Looks like Elizabeth discovered Rita's spray deodorant.

"What happened?!" Rita gasped.

Her wardrobe was open and her clothes on the floor. He books had been pulled off the shelf and most of her collection of porcelain ornaments had been smashed.

Elizabeth had, in fact, discovered the spray deodorant and also Rita's scrap booking scissors which she had apparently used to cut up Rita's bookmarks.

Will had found Rita's graphic novels and was I think reading about mermaids.

Jack, on the other hand, had somehow figured out how to turn on the Nintendo DS and was now, I think... blasting aliens.

Rita's POV

I finally got them to try on the clothes we bought (Jack had somewhat liked shooting aliens) and now I was waiting for them to change. I gave Elizabeth my bedroom, Will the bathroom and Jack the visitor's bedroom which hasn't been used for about five years.

Ten minutes later and I was having some trouble convincing them that these clothes were appropriate. Will was really confused about wearing a t-shirt and Elizabeth was freaked out by the fact that her jeans were three-quarter length and showed off some of her legs. (Well, duh, she's old-fashioned.)

Another five minutes later and Jack still hadn't emerged from the visitor's room. I knocked on the door, received no reply, and knocked louder. I wondered whether he had knocked something over, bashed his head and gone unconscious or something. (Which noting what he did to my room wasn't such a bizarre idea.)

Finally, when my banging on the door received no response whatsoever, I opened the door... and something white flew at my head. I immediately felt like throwing up, snatched the white shirt and threw it off my head as hard as I could. "God, when was the last time you washed that thing, it reeks!" I panted. I finally looked up at the figure before me, and realised that in those new clothes he actually looked pretty nice. "What took you so long?" I said. "Everyone's waiting."

Melissa's POV

After some discussion, the three of them were to sleep in the visitor's room. I was a bit nervous about that seeing as how they'd still be in Rita's house and her parents might find them, but Rita assured me that no one had even been into the visitor's room for years.

At first Elizabeth refused to share a room with the pirate, so um... Jack ended up sleeping in the ensuite of the visitor's room. I stole a blanket from the cupboard in the hall and padded the bathtub with it. Leslie laughed at me.

Anyhow, the next day was Friday, and Rita refused to let them stay alone in her house for another day. So, our only solution was to take them with us.

Leslie's POV

They told us, after they changed into their new clothes, that they felt kind of weak. I thought they were just tired, but they did look unusually pale.

We were pondering over it when Melissa suddenly yelled, "Molecular structure!" God, I didn't know she even knew words like that, but I guess Melissa is the smart one. Anyway, we all stared at her confused, until she explained: "Time travel must be affecting their molecular structure, because technically by this year in history they would or should be... dead. Which means we don't have much time before they just fade into nothingness!"

That made us feel a whole lot better. The machine is still refusing to do anything, by the way.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please review! (More sugar... mmm...) Anyway the next chappie is hopefully really funny (my friends thought it was) because they TAKE THE PIRATES TO SCHOOL WITH THEM! Yay! (When you read the next chapter, you'll understand who the hell Mr Penguin is...)