Flashback
Whistling sharply miss Keane calls for the attention of her 7th graders. "Does anyone not have a buddy?"
Being met with complete silence she smiles briefly before giving a sharp nod. "Good." Turning around she waves her hand for them to follow. " Come along."
Quietly the class enters into the museum but it doesn't take long before the space is filled with the shattering of tweens.
Bored Jamie is staring at some old painting when George suddenly tugs at his arm. Turning to his friend looks at the direction he's pointing at, an unlit room, closed off by a red velvet rope. "Let's check it out."
Grinning at each other they look around to see if someones watching before quickly heading over.
Sneaking in past the rope they're met by a large marble statue.
"Wow." Intrigued George walks up to take a closer look. "Yo, Jamie. This is apparently a goddess of some sort. Memsi, Mnoms, Mem-something?"
Following his friend Jamie is just about to check what he's trying to read when a glimmer in the corner of his eye catches his attention.
Curious he turns to see what it could be. Realizing what it is he frowns. That's a weird looking coin?
Crouching down he picks it up only to start to scream when images start flashing behind his eyes.
Falling over he keeps screaming clutching the coin tightly in his hand.
"Jamie?"
"Jamie!"
"Miss Keane!"
Curled into himself he can hear a voice call out before there's footsteps disappearing away.
Then there's new footsteps and hands on his shoulders accompanied with the voice of a woman. "Jamie!? Jamie, look at me! Are you okay?"
Eyes squeezed shut he just manages to force out a "What?" between his clenched teeth.
"Are you okay, Jamie?"
Face scrunched up in pain and confusion he shakes his head violently. "No. No. No." Bobby. My name's Bobby.
A/N: If anyone was wondering you're 12-13 years old in 7th grade.