London

The girl groaned as she began to open her eyes.

Light blue eyes seemed brighter when the whites of the eyes were red.

Sitting up she let out another groan, pinching the bridge of her nose to try and ease the pain in her head.

She felt… different.

She was about to get up but froze when she realised she was no longer in the lift, in fact she was no longer in Tenerife it would seem.

Looking up at the grey sky and buildings around her she noted how she must of been back in England, to be more exact London.

Rolling her eyes she realised she must of fallen asleep on the plane or something… Though that doesn't really explain why she was asleep on a bench by some swings.

Swings.

As the girl got up and stretched she made her way over to the swings. Looking back she also realised her bags were gone.

Hand automatically reaching her pocket, she pulled out her phone but didn't check it. Not yet.

She sat on the swings.

And that's when she noticed something wasn't right.

Her legs weren't dragging.

At home there was a park half an hour or so away and on the swings she and her friends found that there feet dragged on the ground. They were too big for swings now, not that that ever stopped them.

Trying not to think about it. She finally looked at her phone, well tried to. The screen flashed a few times before a blurred 12:00 showed on the screen before it switched off altogether.

Great that's just great, not only have I shrunk, my phone is now dead so have no way of contacting anyone. At least I still have my shoes.

Right, well, I best come up with a plan of action, because judging by the area of this park, the airport is nowhere near here, and I seem to be on my own.

Come on RJ think think, what would Bear Grylls do?

"Eww I'm not drinking my pee that's for sure!"

Looking around she began taking in the scenery, it was oddly quiet, but then again she wasn't too sure what the time was, plus any kids who go to the park may be at school.

As fun as the swings were she realised she wasn't going to find out where she was just staying there so with one last glance around and one last swing, she jumped off and began her trek along the little path.

There should be some corner shops nearby, so when the little brats finish school they can buy their energy drinks and other sugary things and eat/drink them at the park.

And sure enough there was a row of little convenient shops.

She glanced inside them as she passed. She could see in the first shop someone was getting a tattoo done whilst someone else flicked through the books in the waiting room, the next one, a little cafe where an old lady sat with only her dog for company. And the next shop a hairdresser's, where she could see a little kid walk past in the mirror… wait… What!?

Stopping she walked backwards so she could look in the mirror. And yup you guessed it. She looked like a kid again. Not to young about 14ish maybe, however that was 4/5 years too young though considering.

What the hell.

She just continued to stand there till she noticed one of the ladies inside was starting to look at her oddly.

Moving onto the next shop. She felt somewhat… Awkward, stiff even, when she walked.

A bell tolled signalling that she was in the shop, heading over to the newspapers she could've sworn her eyebrows shot off into outer space as she picked one up.

The date read 14/06. That bit was correct… The bit that wasn't though.

14/06/2005

2005

2005

Last time she checked, it was 2016… Perhaps it was a misprint, yeah that's surely what it was.

She checked all the other papers.

Ok, so it just so happens that all the papers have had a misprint.

Maybe this was some elaborate joke/prank. Yeah because the whole of England want to prank you.

Deciding to ignore the date for the moment, she began flicking through the papers, perhaps the current events will give away what's going on.

Prime minister Harriett Jones-

Wait... what.

There on the cover wasn't the prime minister she knew, no it was the actress Penelope Wilton, who seemed to be posing as her character from Doct-

Oh

Oooh

Oh no.

Swallowing down the panic she walked over to the kiosk where a girl her age... umm her older age that is, was stood, looking bored and chewing gum.

"Um Sorry but can you help me?"

The girl looked down at her before looking around.

"I need directions to a library?"

"Shouldn't you be at school? Or with your family?"

"I am." Think RJ think "With my family that is, they're umm by the park, we're here on holiday, that's why I need to know where the library is, so I can do my homework."

RJ grinned at her, the elder girl rolled her eyes before replying.

"From the park take a right till you get to the crossing the its straight on, the library is on the left side, but make sure your family go with you, that crossing can be dangerous even for a twelve year old."

12! I thought I looked older than that.

Keeping her grin place however she responded back with a quick "I will don't worry, thank you!" and then ran out of the shop. Once outside she took a deep calming breath. Everything's going to be fine, once I get to the library that may be able to shed some light on the situation.

However if there was thing RJ was definitely bad at it was following directions, so shockingly she never did make it to the library and no amount of books or searching 'wtf!' on the web could of prepared her for what happened next.


A/N: So basically I accidentally deleted this chapter and posted part of an incomplete draft of a possible story at some point... I'm not sure how that happened but it did, and I only had half this chapter saved so I forgot what I wrote and made the end up, I think it's similar to the previous version, sorry about that.