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Author's Note: I really like this chapter! It's long cause I kept writing and writing until I realized that I had managed to get to 5 pages. So you guys get to reap the benefits of my wave of inspiration!
Diane sighes. "Well that does complicate things just a little bit. I'm sure that once we explain to my dad how new you are to this then he'll forgive you for being weird, but the best case scenario is if he doesn't recognize you sine you've changed. That's the mostly likely one cause you look so much better in my clothes than you did in whatever you were wearing before."
Sarah laughs. "Well thanks for that. I wasn't planning on meeting you guys, I had just been woken up from bed if you remember correctly." Diane has the decency to blush. "It's alright though, I wouldn't want him to associate his childhood hero with an awkward acting, sloppily dressed woman."
Sarah and Diane decides that it is best if Sarah stayed out of Mrs. Jones' way until Mr. Jones comes home. By the time that the front door slams shut, Sarah is going stir crazy in the bedroom. "Diane bring that CHILD out to meet your father! I want her GONE!" Diane's mother screeched from across the house. Taking a deep breath Sarah walks out of the bedroom fiddling with her hair. "What if this doesn't go well? What if I can't find Jeremy? What if, God forbid, I can't find Abigail and she has to go through life alone and confused?!"
Sarah walks into the room after Diane and breaths a sigh of relief. The man in front of her shows no recognition in his eyes. "Hello, my name is Benny Jones and it is my pleasure to finally meet the infamous Sarah Faraday." He holds out his hand for a handshake with a wry grin on his face.
Sarah musters up a half-hearted smile and shakes his hand firmly. "Well I hope I'm not too much of a disappointment sir. I'm not very special; just a girl who got mixed up in something that she hasn't quite fixed yet."
Benny laughs. "Well I guess you haven't heard the stories I grew up hearing. From what I can tell you're a real spitfire that can get anything done once you set your mind to it."
Sarah blinks in confusion. "Is he really talking about me? I'm not like that at all."
Flashback
A six-year-old James smiling up at her from below her on the tree they were climbing. "Hey Sarah, wait for me!"
"Hurry up slowpoke! The view up here is amazing" A six-year-old Sarah shouts from the top. She hurriedly climbs back down towards the ground as James falls with a scream.
"What gave you the idea to let him do that? You know how clumsy James is and you still let him climb that high! You're lucky because it could have been much worse."
"It wasn't my fault!"
A ten-year-old James swinging on the swing set as he watches a ten-year-old Sarah jumping off at the peak of her swing. She lands on her butt and breaks out laughing. "Your turn!"
Young James jumps off and lands funny, bursting into tears. "S-sarah my arm hurts! Mommy!" The parents rush over and the group drives James to the hospital. He broke his arm.
"Sarah Jones! You have to be more careful! You two shouldn't have been jumping off the swings in the first place."
"I didn't mean to!"
A thirteen-year-old Sarah whines at a thirteen-year-old James. "Be careful or you'll get hurt."
James laughs at his friend. "You can't tell me what to do scaredy cat. Just stand back and watch." James carefully walks across the tree branch and manages to fall into the water below.
"You guys shouldn't have been playing in those woods. You're lucky James only got a little wet."
"it won't ever happen again."
A sixteen-year-old James with his new license is pestering a sixteen-year-old Sarah. "Let's go driving!"
"No I don't want to; let's just stay in and listen to music."
An eighteen-year-old James sits on his couch with an eighteen-year-old Sarah. "Let's go to that new rollerblading place that just opened up. It'll be fun!"
"No, let's stay in and watch a movie. That new one that we've been waiting to see just came out on DVD."
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"Hey kids can you move some old boxes into the storage unit for me?"
End Flashback
Sarah shakes her head. "I promise I'm not that special. I'm not sure who exactly told you all this but they must have been a fan of tall tales."
Diane almost jumps out of her skin with excitement as she grabs Sarah's arm. "Oh don't be modest! Tell daddy about your friend and the little girl! Tell 'em Sarah tell 'em!"
"Oh okay, um well I have to find my friend James and warn him about the Weeping Angels that sent us back in time and him at some big party. I haven't figured out what the big party is yet. And I would also like to find this girl, Abigail McComb, who was tossed back in time the same night I was. She's really little and I would hate to leave her all alone and unable to defend herself."
The adults nod their heads. Mr. Jones seems to be thinking about what Sarah said and Mrs. Jones is looking at Sarah with a frown on her face.
That night after dinner Sarah and Diane were sitting in her bedroom talking. "Wait I remember something! Remember what I told you about meeting you in the future?"
Diane smiles excitedly. "Yeah? Is there something else I get to know?"
Sarah shakes her head. "No, it's something YOU told ME! You told your husband that we met at Woodstock! What if that's the big party I meet James at? Oh God, has it happened yet? Where is it? We need to leave as soon as possible!"
Diane's eyes light up and she squeals. "Oh wow I've heard about Woodstock! I want to go so badly but Mother says that it's gonna be a concert full of drugs and sex and that she'd never see me go if it's the last thing she ever did."
Sarah frowns. "But it's the only clue we have. We'll just have to talk to your parents tomorrow."
"ABSOLUTELY NOT! I WILL NOT HAVE A DAUGHTER OF MINE GO TO THE DRUG FESTIVAL! YOU SHALL NOT WASTE YOUR FATHERS HARD EARNED MONEY JUST TO LISTEN TO MUSIC SURROUNDED BY THE HIPPIES YOU INSIST ON DRESSING THAT CHILD LIKE!"
"Now dear, take a breath and listen to the girl speak. Now Sarah, why do you think that you will find your friend at Woodstock?"
"Well when I first jumped back in time Diane told her husband that she had met me at Woodstock. That's happening later this week correct?" There is a slow nod from Benny and a quick nod from Diane. "And James told me to find him at a big party so I'm guessing that Woodstock is the big party he was talking about."
Mrs. Jones smirks. "Well it isn't because I have already told Diane which means that you can't go so you must see him somewhere else."
Benny gives his wife a look. "Dear I think we must look at the facts. With what Diane told Sarah in the future I think her best bet is going to Woodstock and finding her friend before something bad happens to him." He smiles at his daughter. "I even think it would be good for her to go. The future has spoken and I think we should listen."
Diane squeals, 'I'll start packing now!" as she runs to her room.
Mrs. Jones turns to Sarah and whispers. "I will not let you take my daughter away from me you godless child." She then speaks louder. "Now Sarah why don't you follow Diane and let the grown ups talk?"
Sarah glowers at the woman. "Mrs. Jones, I am an adult. I am 20 years old and this is a matter that is very important to me so I suggest you let me join you."
Benny smiles and hides a laugh behind a cough. "Well then Sarah I suggest we all go sit in the living room and talk about what we are going to do."
The conversation starts off rockily with Mrs. Jones ignoring Sarah and trying to reason with her husband. "But Benny, we have already told Diane that she can't go to Woodstock and we must stand by the decision or she will never value our word again."
"Dear, Sarah says that Diane told her that they met at Woodstock so Diane must have attended with her on Sarah's search for her friend."
"She LIED! They planned this so our child can go frolicking off into the sunset with some druggy she meets at that Godless concert!"
"If I may voice my opinion please, I was not aware of the problem until after I told Diane what she told me in the future. I am just trying to find James. He helped me when I had no idea what was going on and I need to return the favor. He's my best friend and I can't let him get hurt."
Benny nods his head happily agreeing with me, but Mrs. Jones seems set on disagreement. "I don't believe you! You're a liar! MY CHILD WILL NOT GO TO WOODSTOCK!"
Weeeeeeeell SOMEONE'S pissy... I wonder why *evil smile* I know something you don't know and it's so exciting! Who wants to take a guess at why Mrs. Jones is acting like a crazy person?