Here we go chapter five!
The alarm clock blared in Juliet's left ear.
She groaned as she pressed 'off' button. She rolled over on her back and stared up at the ceiling.
She had been going to her knew school for a month now and it was…well to her just something to do between the weekends to be honest, which weren't all that great either.
She hadn't really made any friends, there were just those few people that talked with her for a couple of minutes. She surmised it was probably because they felt bad for her. She didn't really mind because she wasn't really much of a talker anyways.
But she missed her old friends more and more every day. Those moments when she would turn to tell Mariah something during class or they would share little knowing glances at each other was what she missed the most. They still talked everyday but it wasn't the same.
But today was going to be a good day because Myka was coming home from a mission.
The agent had been gone for three days now and although neither of them admitted it, they missed each other.
Myka liked those days when she would get back from a long day at the warehouse and find Juliet lying on the couch reading a book. It was nice knowing that someone was waiting for her, it made her feel like she had a purpose in this world, other than the Warehouse.
And Juliet loved hearing Myka's and the team's stories about their great adventures. It was her inspiration for both her art and her writings. Artie didn't like that they were sharing "confidential information" with the young girl. So they would just tell them to her when he wasn't around.
Juliet sleepily rolled off of her bed. She grabbed her phone from the bedside table to see if she had…anything really. But all there was a notification from tumblr letting her know that she got a new follower, which gave her a little excitement and an email from Forever 21 telling her about their Autumn sale.
She carried on the rest of the morning as always. However when she was in the shower she suddenly remembered the dream she had had the night before. It was unlike her usual dreams.
In the dream she was running through the woods. She was terrified but she wasn't entirely sure of what. She could hear men's voices yelling after her, she came to the conclusion that she was trying to run from them but it was no use because they kept gaining on her. She knew she could go much faster but something was weighing her down. And right when she thought she was about to escape them, she tripped and fell into a ditch and before she could finish it she woke up in a cold sweat.
She had never had a dream be so vivid before. It was like it a memory, perhaps it was past from her past life or maybe it was somebody else's life but either way it felt far too real to be just a figment from her mind.
"Damn you are too good at this."
"Good morning Jude." Juliet greeted the ghost as she finished tying her shoes. When she turned around she saw the boy holding her latest drawing of the Eiffel Tower.
"You're better than most professionals you know?" He complimented.
"Thank you but I'm sure there's people that are much better than I am." She slid on her jacket.
"Well of course. There's always gonna be somebody who's better than you." He said simply. "But," He set the drawing back on the table. "you are definitely one of the best. So, did you sleep well last night?"
"Eh kind of." She shrugged. "What about you?"
"I don't remember."
"You don't remember if you slept well?"
"I don't remember if I slept." He fell onto the bed.
"Right." She nodded.
"I still can't believe my mom gave you my room."
"I'm sorry." She apologized.
"It's alright." He sat up on his elbows. "I'm not here much anyway."
"What do you do in your spare time? When you're now here?" She asked.
"Work, hang out with friends…" He trailed off. "Yeah that's basically it."
"Say, what year were you born in?" She sat next to him.
"1937." He answered.
"So that would make you….?"
"….nineteen." He filled in. "Gee do you not know how to do math or something?" He laughed.
"No of course I do, I just uh..spaced out. Well ," She stood up. "I hate to leave you but I really need to go to school now. I'll see you around?"
"Yeah definitely." He smiled. "See ya later Jules."
She grabbed her backpack off her bed and headed for her door.
"Bye Jude." She said before closing it behind her.
She had been seeing Jude for at least every day for the past two weeks. They were always short conversations, neither of them seeming to have enough time for each other.
Juliet wasn't sure what to talk about with him. He was obviously still stuck in 1956. She thought it was rather weird that he never noticed things like the fact that she would wear Led Zeppelin T-Shirts or use her computer right in front on him and he was completely oblivious to all of it.
She hadn't had a chance to go down to go down to the library yet, in all honesty she was a little afraid as to what she might find out.
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"Okay great well I'll see you guys later then." Juliet caught the end of Claudia's phone conversation before she hung up.
"Was that Myka?" Steve asked before he took a bite of bagel.
"Yep. She said their flight was delayed but only for a few hours. So they're gonna be home around four or five rather than one." Claudia answered.
Juliet plopped down next to Claudia.
The young red head was her go to person when Myka wasn't around to hang out with.
Claudia was absolutely smitten by the teenager. They were incredibly similar in various ways; mostly because of their closeness in age. They enjoyed the same music, the same clothes and the same movies. Every day they would usually spend about an hour or two watching TV together. Which was a big bonus for Claudia because now she had someone else that could watch her shows with her so then Pete couldn't change the channel on her anymore.
"Two against one." She would say, sticking her tongue out at him. "You lose sucka!"
"Oh by the way," Abigail said to Juliet as she set a bowl of Frosted Flakes in front of her. "I got a letter in the mail from your school letting us know that they are having a barbecue this Saturday, sort of a back to school thing. Do you want to go?"
"Oh.." Juliet furrowed her brow as she contemplated her answer. "um..no not really."
"Oh okay." Abigail nodded. "Why don't you-?"
But she didn't get to finish her sentence due to the loud blaring coming out of the back of Steve's pocket, which caused Juliet to jump almost spilling her cereal all over herself.
"Hey." He answered the Farnsworth.
"Did you guys get a chance to look at that old inventory from Warehouse 11?" Arties voice boomed from the small device.
"Good morning to you too." Claudia appeared next to her partner. "And no we didn't."
"Well could hurry up please?! It's very important! So get your butts to the warehouse now!"
"Ugh fine God you're so bossy and it's not even seven thirty!"
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At around second period Juliet began to get a mind splitting headache. She hadn't been feeling very well at all lately, especially after that episode at the store with Myka. Thankfully she hadn't had that pain on her back since then. The shiver was normal, she would always get that when there was a ghost around but that terribly pain and the dizziness was definitely new. She wasn't sure if she should mention it, she didn't want anybody to worry and she wasn't a complainer when it came to feeling ill.
She was pretty close to calling Abigail to ask her if she could get picked early but she decided that it would probably be better just stay and once she got home she could rest all she wanted, after all she did only have three periods left.
'Finally.' She thought to herself. 'Art is over which means I can go home now!'
She quickly grabbed her books and bag and practically ran for the door, she was feeling worse by the minute.
"Oh !" A voice called but she still kept going, forgetting about her newly assigned name. "Miss .Bering! Juliet!"
She stopped and turned to see Mr. Nelson standing behind her.
"Could you come here please?" He gestured with his had for her to return back to the classroom.
When she entered she saw that her two of her other classmates Bobby and Jonathan were leaning awkwardly against a table.
"Don't worry you're not in trouble." Mr. Nelson reassured. "The reason I asked you guys to stay was because I've come to find over the past few weeks that you are just far too advanced for this class. Now I've talked to the principle and in order to get all of your credits for High School you need to take at least one creative class, which here is either Art or Music and there's no more openings in the music class. So," He leaned against his own desk and crossed his arms. "I've decided that I'm going to give you guys some special projects and that is what you will be working on during class."
"Do you know what the special projects are gonna be?" Bobby asked.
"Not yet no." Mr. Nelson answered. "But I promise it won't be too difficult. However I do want to challenge you guys and so far I haven't done that." He chuckled.
They just nodded, not really sure about what to say.
"Right. Well that was it. I'll see you guys on Monday."
'Thank God.' Juliet sighed internally as she headed for the door.
"Hey Juliet."
' . .'
"Yes?" She answered turning around to face her teacher again.
"I just wanted to ask you how you were adapting." Mr. Neslon said as he began collecting the pencils off the desks.
"Fine I guess." Juliet said a little annoyed.
"I was just wondering because I'm not from here either and I know it's hard being a in new place where you don't know anybody." Juliet wasn't so aggravated anymore, she could tell that he was just trying to be sincere. "But at least you have your aunt right?"
"Yeah." She smiled. "I do."
"If you need anything, just let me know. I mean it's not cool or whatever to even breath the dame air as me because I'm a teacher but I can be hip or dope or whatever it is you guys say…" He laughed.
"Thank you very much Mr. Nelson. I'll..uh..definitely let you know if I need anything."
And with that she hurried off out of the classroom.
She liked a lot , he was the best out of all of her teachers, for most kids it was because he was young, around the age of twenty four and also because he was ridiculously good looking but Juliet didn't pay any attention to those things. She liked him because he really was all around just a great teacher and he connected well with the students.
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The second that Abigail and Juliet got home, Juliet went straight for the study because it was her favorite place in the entire B&B and plopped down face first onto the sofa.
"Juliet are you okay?" Abigail asked worriedly. "You don't look too well."
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just tired." Juliet waved off.
She closed her eyes and she didn't even have a change to count to three because sleep completely overcame her.
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"Juliet! Juliet!"
Juliet's eyes shot open. She quickly sat up, trying to catch her breath, her chest felt like and elephant had sat on it. And her eyes were burning with tears.
"Juliet." She felt a soft hand tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
When she blinked away the tears she could see Myka kneeling in front of her, her green eyes filled with concern.
"Hey." The agent said softly. "Are you okay?"
"Myka." Juliet held onto the other woman's forearm, making sure that she was there and this wasn't another nightmare. "Yeah." She nodded. "I'm fine it was just bad dream."
"I'll say." Myka sighed as she moved the girl over so she could sit next to her. She put her arm around the girs small body. Juliet rested her head on Myka's shoulder. "God you're burning up. Abigail told me that you weren't feeling well when you came from school."
"I'm fine I just have a cold or something."
"You don't usually get a fever when you have cold. It must be the flu." Myka wiped the extra tears from Juliet's cheeks. "What was your dream about? It seemed pretty intense."
"I-I don't remember." Juliet said hoarsely.
"Well you need to lie down but this is too small for you." Myka ran her hand up the small girls arm. "Pete!"
The other agent emerged a few moments later with a half eaten banana in his hand.
"What's up Mykes?" He asked.
"Could you take Juliet up to my room? She 's sick and I wanna keep an eye on her."
"Yeah sure thing." He said as he set his banana on the table.
He swooped the young girl into his arms like nothing.
"Woah man you way like eighty pounds!" He exclaimed. "Don't you ever eat?!"
But all he got was an inaudible mumble in return.
Myka was heading upstairs with a cup of tea and some soup to bring to Juliet when the doorbell rang, she figured that somebody was going to get it.
But it rang again and she realized that everybody must be upstairs or just too lazy to answer it.
She set the tray down on one of the coffee of the tables.
She wondered who could possibly be coming to the B&B at such a late hour.
But nothing could have prepared her when she came face to face with the last person she would have ever expected to see standing on that threshold.
"Hello Myka."
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