Early update today. I had half term this week, so you won't be so lucky next week, sorry :(

Changing the Future

"No, no, no, no, no," Crazy Dave chanted over and over. "You cannot go talking to people of the past, it's dangerous."

"I'm talking to you aren't I?" I countered. "And I'll try not to meet myself or anybody else if I have to. I'll try and get in undetected. Andrew's bound to have the address on his computer; Tori taught me how to hack."

"I still think it's a bad idea."

"Have a better one, cause I'm all ears?" I arched an eyebrow.

He let out a dramatic sigh. "No, no I don't. Do you even know how you're gonna get there? Wait, wait don't tell me, you also want to take one of my cars?"

"Actually I didn't even know you had a car, thanks for the offer though. I'd love one." I gave him a sugary smile.

He gave another dramatic sigh and slouched out the room with me on his tail. All the while he was muttering under his breath. "Don't even know why I'm helping this girl. Don't even know her. May look like an angel but she just walks in here like she owns the place and takes my stuff, the nerve of her..."

I roll my eyes at him behind his back. "So what kind of cars do you have?"

"You'll see." We walk into the kitchen and through a backdoor that leads to a garage. In the garage there are four tarps in a two by two formation.

"Four cars? You have four cars? Can you even drive?"

"No, I can't drive. I just like to trick them out, sit in them and pretend I'm a race car driver," he said matter-of-factly.

"Okay... Whatever makes you happy."

"Yes, it does make me happy," he goes around each car and pulls off the tarps. What I was expecting was a few beat up old bangers, but it was completely the opposite.

These cars were big and shiny; each one was red, blue, green and yellow. Now I don't know anything about cars but I do know that these cars are fast. They're the sort of cars you would see in a drag race. Each one had three exhaust pipes on either side and the flames on the side made me laugh.

"Wow."

"I know. Now I suppose you best be on your way. I don't know why I'm saying this but you can take your pick."

This is the happiest I felt since I came through that portal. "Really? I can choose which one I want to drive."

"Yes," he sighed.

"Ok... well, I like the green one." It reminds me of Derek's eyes.

"Green one it is then," he took the key from a hook on the wall and threw it to me. "Just promise me you won't crash it or anything."

"Promise. Thanks for everything Cra—Dave. I really appreciate it," I smiled.

He waved a dismissive hand. "Just finish what you started, that's enough for me."

"I will, thanks again."

He presses a big red button on the wall of the garage and the door opened with loud clinking noises. I swung into the green car, with the red flames on the side, and reversed out of the garage. Out of the rear-view mirror I could see Crazy Dave waving like—well a crazy person. I stuck my hand out of the window and waved back.

The drive to the old safe house was a long one, even in this ridiculously fast car. I couldn't go too fast though, I didn't want to be stopped by anyone, seeing as I didn't have ID or a drivers licence what so ever.
Suddenly a rush of excitement and fear came to me at once when I saw that familiar dirt road leading to the house. I was getting closer to my goal, but also closer to my past self. Please don't let me be seen, I prayed. I turned a corner. Even closer now, my heart was beating fast. I turned the last corner and stopped the car just a little way away from the house. Well I can't exactly just drive right up to the house now can I?

I braked the car and just sat there trying to get my heart to slow down and breathing steady. Now cannot be the time to have a nervous breakdown. I can do this. I have to do this. I'm dealing with four kids and Andrew, I can do this. I think.

I walk the rest of the distance until I see that once familiar Victorian like house loom up above me. Never thought I'll ever see this place again. Breaking in should be okay. It's early in the morning so everybody should be asleep. Derek sleeps like the dead, so if I'm quite enough I might be able to make it.

I planned to pick the lock but I check to see if it was open anyway. And to my complete and utter surprise it was. Well that's just stupid, especially in the situation we were once in or... are in. Time travel is confusing. Well never look a gift horse in the mouth. The house is pitch black and silent, like a ghost house. Well technically it is a ghost's house, but you know what I mean.

Andrews's laptop should be in the library. I walk up the stairs to the library, hoping that it is in there. I really can't be bothered to sneak into his room right now. I open the door to the library as silently as I can but it creeks anyway. I look to my right and there on the desk is Andrew's laptop. I walk over, pull the chair around and turn on the laptop. Then a tune rings out of the laptop that makes my heart jump out of my chest. I stay very still, listening for any movement. All seems silent.

I check all the files that might have the address but don't have any lucky maybe I'll have to search— the sound of footsteps stop my inner rambling. I stop and listen and come to the decision that now would be a good time to hide.

I squeeze in between two bookshelves and try to stand in my tiptoes so my feet don't stick out. Someone enters the room and turns the lights on and peers over the laptop. I cover my mouth with my hand to try and muffle my breathing.

"Who's there?"

Tori. Why did it have to be Tori? I know I'm bound to be found so I try and cover my face with my hair as much as I can. My hair is longer now so she won't recognise me straight away.

Tori starts to move around the room, looking over her shoulder every so often. Then her gaze rest on me and she freezes. She stares at me for what seems like forever. Then, out of nowhere, she screams.

"No, don't scream, don't scream. Please stop screaming." I rush over to her and cover her mouth with my hand. It muffles it a bit but she doesn't stop.

Suddenly Derek and Simon burst into the room and I'm flying backwards into a bookshelf. Simon used a knock back spell on me? I know he was protecting Tori but I couldn't help but feel bitter towards him. I'm sure something's either broken or sprained.

Then Andrew, closely followed by my young self, runs into the room.

"What happened? Is someone hurt? What happened?" Said Andrew franticly.

I stand up with my head down. But now I can't move, either Simon or Andrew cast a body bind spell on me.

"Who is she?" Young me asks. "Does she work for the Edison Group?"

"I don't know," says Andrew. "Grab that chair and sit her down. Chloe go down to the basement and get some rope."

All I could see was the bottom of my feet; my head was still bent down. Then familiar arms grab me, not too nicely, and sat me down on the chair. Then young me runs in and gives the rope to Andrew. He ties me up tight around my torso, wrist and ankles. Andrew turns to Tori. "Tori what happened?"

"I heard a noise coming from the library so I get up to see who it was because it's a ridiculous time in the morning. Then I heard someone in the room so I walk in and see the laptop on without the lights on. I knew someone was in here so I called out, no one answered. So I walked around and then I saw her hiding between the bookshelves and then, I don't know why, I screamed. She tried to make me stop screaming then Derek and Simon came running in and she went flying, then... well you know the rest of the story."

Andrew took the spell off me but I kept my face hidden by my hair. "Who are you?" He asked fiercely.

I didn't answer; my breath was caught in my throat.

"Do you work for the Edison Group?" He asked again.

I shook my head, not able to speak.

"You don't? Who do you work for then? You can't work for us otherwise you wouldn't have hid. You must work for the Edison Group."

Now I'm stuck. I mentally sighed. Might as well get it over with. I lifted my head and shook my hair out of my eyes. "No, Andrew I do not work for the Edison Group."

Everybody in the room gasped and turned to look at my young self, who was staring at me with wide eyes.

Sorry about the cliffy but I do love them. If I have time tomorrow I'll write another but no promises. Hope you enjoyed and please REVIEW!
Miss WolfGirl...xx