A/N: This is a strange story. You'll have to wait until chap two to see what exactly is going on, but hey, it'll be worth it. And just to let y'all know, I don't own Wal-Mart, or Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson, or Rupert Grint. I'm not God here, people!
"You have 45 minutes to fill this up with things you might think you need. Here is the credit card, and meet me in the car when you are done. Good luck." Said Marcus Freeman, the director of teen testing at Yale.
"Okay, we'd better get started." Said Leanna.
"Wait, what is this place?" Asked Rupert.
"It's a Wal-Mart."
"What's a Wal-Mart?"
"Oh, sorry, I forgot, you don't have these in England. Okay, this is what we'll do. We will start over in camping supplies, and then move on to crafting. Come with me." She lead him through he toys, and over to camping.
"Just grab whatever you think we might need. But make sure it's a necessity. We'll come back for anything else later." They ran around, grabbing things, and throwing them into the plastic crate that was given to them.
Thirty Minutes later, they we just finishing up they're shopping.
"We'd better get to the check-out. But first, I think we have enough extra room to fit some fun stuff."
"Good idea. Where are the CD's?"
"That's just what I was thinking. We can check-out thee, too. Let's go." They wove their way to the CD's, and sifted through them. Leanna grabbed an 'Evanesence', and Rupert grabbed a 'Sex Pistols', and they were off to the check stand.
"Wait! Do we have anymore room?" Rupert asked.
"Just a little. Not enough for anything that big." Rupert looked in the container, and looked at Leanna.
"I'll be right back." He said, and turned the corner.
"Wait! We only have 3 minutes to get out of here!" Rupert ignored her, and continued on. He cam back quickly, and threw a digital camera on the counter just as the clerk was about to press the total button.
"I saw them when we were getting the CD's. I though it would be a nice thing to have along."
Leanna smiled and gave the credit card to the clerk. It was accepted, and they took the container and ran.
"You just barely made it." Said Marcus as he flung open the door to the burgundy Ford Explorer. "Three more seconds and you would have had to go with nothing."
"Hey, Mark, can you tell us again what exactly is going to happen to us? Where are we going?"
"I told, you. It's a test. A teen-survival test. You have to wait until we get to your house, and then the Dean will explain everything. So just sit back, and hold on."
"You have 45 minutes to fill this up with things you might think you need. Here is the credit card, and meet me in the car when you are done. Good luck." Said Marcus Freeman, the director of teen testing at Yale.
"Okay, we'd better get started." Said Leanna.
"Wait, what is this place?" Asked Rupert.
"It's a Wal-Mart."
"What's a Wal-Mart?"
"Oh, sorry, I forgot, you don't have these in England. Okay, this is what we'll do. We will start over in camping supplies, and then move on to crafting. Come with me." She lead him through he toys, and over to camping.
"Just grab whatever you think we might need. But make sure it's a necessity. We'll come back for anything else later." They ran around, grabbing things, and throwing them into the plastic crate that was given to them.
Thirty Minutes later, they we just finishing up they're shopping.
"We'd better get to the check-out. But first, I think we have enough extra room to fit some fun stuff."
"Good idea. Where are the CD's?"
"That's just what I was thinking. We can check-out thee, too. Let's go." They wove their way to the CD's, and sifted through them. Leanna grabbed an 'Evanesence', and Rupert grabbed a 'Sex Pistols', and they were off to the check stand.
"Wait! Do we have anymore room?" Rupert asked.
"Just a little. Not enough for anything that big." Rupert looked in the container, and looked at Leanna.
"I'll be right back." He said, and turned the corner.
"Wait! We only have 3 minutes to get out of here!" Rupert ignored her, and continued on. He cam back quickly, and threw a digital camera on the counter just as the clerk was about to press the total button.
"I saw them when we were getting the CD's. I though it would be a nice thing to have along."
Leanna smiled and gave the credit card to the clerk. It was accepted, and they took the container and ran.
"You just barely made it." Said Marcus as he flung open the door to the burgundy Ford Explorer. "Three more seconds and you would have had to go with nothing."
"Hey, Mark, can you tell us again what exactly is going to happen to us? Where are we going?"
"I told, you. It's a test. A teen-survival test. You have to wait until we get to your house, and then the Dean will explain everything. So just sit back, and hold on."