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That wasn't right.
Everything she did...led to something that was wrong. She had tried almost every thing. She had...she didn't want to even name all the solutions she had tried, but had failed later on anyway. Often times she was put the one watching herself make mistakes, and if she wasn't and in real person, she didn't even know if she was making a mistake.
She knew she couldn't rely on Caleb to bring her back to this same hour while she tried different things. What if she made the worst decision yet, and wasn't able to come back?
Cornelia needed to think seriously now, any move she made led to a different even. And if she made a mistake, she might not be able to come back to this time ever again.
She gathered her thoughts. She couldn't just leave him there. But she also knew that Hay Lin's phone wasn't working. Cornelia figured that she needed all five of the energies to bring him back, though she might faight and go to the hospital in that way.
Cornelia also knew that every second she wasted thinking could lead to a large change in the future, whether good or bad, it wasn't known. She might not be able to come back here, she knew as well.
Every second could change her future.
So what could she do? Now she was afraid to even make a move, but if she didn't it would turn out bad anyway. She didn't want to exist, didn't want to make all these decisions.
She hoped to be disconnected from her life as a timeout.
And if only Caleb would be able to give her a clue. She had tried enough times. But then he was only a flower, what did he know?
Well he knew the future if he kept signaling Cornelia and putting back her back in the same time like always.
How did he get those powers anyway?
Cornelia turned her eyes back at him. She had so many interrogations, yet there couldn't be found an answer. Couldn't he just tell her how to live happily ever after with her? Maybe he wasn't all-knowing.
But still, where does, or how, does he have that power of time? it wasn't right, and nothing was fitting together.
Cornelia had quickly thought of an experiment and picked the phone up.
Her fingers dialed up Hay Lin.
This was the only way.
"Hello?" someone answered after only a ring.
"Hay Lin?"
"Oh, hi Cornelia. What's up?"
"Um...I just wanted to ask if your phone was working."
"Oh, okay then...it's fine really."
"None of them give you a shock or anything?"
"Cornelia, I love randomness, but this is much too random. For your information, all of my phone's happen to work and none give me a shock. So is that all?"
"Well, yeah I guess..." Cornelia's mind was whirring in great confusement. And she had never heard Hay Lin act like this before...
"Nothing is wrong right? You sound a bit...I don't know...not normal."
"Everything is fine on my side."
"You sure?"
"Yeah..."
"Um, okay. If anything is wrong, just call me. You can trust me. I'm your friend." Hay Lin sounded concerned.
"I know...well bye then," Cornelia stopped the conversation abruptly.
"Bye..."
Cornelia put down the phone. What...
Hay Lin's phone was supposed to be not working. What was it then?"
Was this really where she started? Or did it only seem like it?
One question frightfully popped in her mind. She tried to push it away but it lingered, still there in her mind.
The question...?
Where in time was she?
She reminded herself of Carmen San Diego. Only she was in hiding and wanted to be found.
Cornelia glanced at a nearby calendar. But that wouldn't help either, because she didn't even know if she was even in the same month as she was in all before this. She had never checked it at all. So she realized the only way was to check with someone during this time period; someone who hasn't been time travelling would be a perfect subject.
Cornelia wondered who to ask. She knew she couldn't go asking Hay Lin again. She wouldn't even touch the phone. Cornelia had a sudden burst of memory. The digital clock in the kitchen had everything on it.
She quickly raced to the kitchen, where the clock loomed, saying 11:08 AM, Saturday, September 2, 2006.
Okay, no she knew she was on track. It should be the same day or some day before.
Hay Lin's phone problem was still confusing. If it really was the same day, then Hay Lin's phone should not have been working for a long while.
Cornelia went back to her room. She gasped at the missing sight.
Caleb.
His flowery body was gone. The vase was left there but the flower was gone.
She stared around. Where was he?
Cornelia got down on her knees and looked under the table and bed. She also looked all over the floor, behind the vase, in the vase...
Caleb was nowhere to be found.
What had just happened? Cornelia hadn't heard anyone come in nor go out. Caleb was there just about a minute ago. And Napoleon was having a nap in the living room. Napoleon would have never eaten the flower anyway.
Cornelia was astonished. But she became suspicious when she discovered a petal in the floor diagonal from her, that had just appeared out of nowhere.
She carefully picked it up and found it as a piece of Caleb. She gaped at the petal and was utterly surprised when the petal suddenly puffed up into a powdery glitter cloud that rained sparkles on her face.
"Cornelia..." Caleb's small voice called.
Cornelia quickly turned around. She didn't see anyone by her and realized that the voice might be coming from her head, and she ignored it, wondering about the poofing petal, but the voice spoke again.
"Cornelia, I'm sorry I have to break it to you now."
"Caleb?" Cornelia said out loud. But Caleb didn't seem to hear.
"I should have told you, but I didn't."
"What?" Cornelia tried again.
"You tried all that time to bring me back...you thought the flower needed to be kept alive...because you thought it was me. But it wasn't. Itwas a long time from now since I was dead. And the flower...it was never me. It was that tear you shed for me; the flower is only your love for me. I tried with all my power to tell you, at least try, but you never gave up. Now as my power is running low, I'm going to use the last of it to do this for your own good."
Cornelia's mouth was open and her eyes were teary now. She rejected this almost, pretending it was only a hoax that someone was playing on her.
But inside, she really knew it wasn't.
"You are lost in time now. And just like you are lost, our love is as well. I destroyed the flower, and in turn our love. So now, I don't want you to suffer any longer. I will send you back to your time, and erase everything there was of me. It will be like I never existed."
Cornelia shook her head and her tears ran down her cheeks. But she knew she couldn't stop anything, because she felt a whirr of motion.
She squeezed her eyes shut.
"Our love is lost in time. It will be like I never existed," his voice faded out.
"No!" Cornelia screamed, in hysteric tears.
Caleb's voice echoed.
Like I never existed...
"Argh!" Cornelia screamed, covering her ears. Why was her alarm going off?
Blindly, she searched for the 'Alarm Off' button. She sighed when her hand pushed down on it, stopping the annoying beeping.
"Why is the alarm on? I didn't even set it," Cornelia mumbled.
"It's to get you ready for school, so you break that habit of sleeping-in," her mother said.
"But it's only..."
"September 6, Cornelia. School starts soon."
"Five more minutes please...I'm so tired, just for this one day..."
"Nope. We haven't even bought you a binder or paper for the new year."
"You can do it yourself..."
"Don't come complaining to me when you get a binder you don't like...I'll make it extra girly..."
Cornelia groaned.
"But if you wake up, I'll give you twenty or more bucks and...I think you friends are going shopping for stuff today, too."
"But they don't wake up at 6:30 in the morning."
"They do today, if they want to be the first ones in the store so that supplies don't run out and they're left with pink girly girl binders."
"Okay, okay!" Cornelia rolled out of her bed.
When she headed out, she didn't even know that somewhere in her future, she was being transported back to her past, and waking up to the sound of an alarm clock, just minutes before her present.
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on