Monday, 19 December 2016

Timekeepers

Boring fest is more exciting than this- sitting in J12 listening to the teacher drone on and on about quantum physics. I'm thinking the history teacher Mr. Kettlekoft was wrong, as this was the torture in the Middle Ages. Instead of cells and guillo-ma-thingies they just shoved kids in a classroom. Grammar=groan. Double maths=double groan. Quantum physics? Don't get me started on it. Then an idea slithers its way into my hollow head when I look at my watch.

Apart from pranking teachers to cancel their lesson and get the janitor so he checks for poisonous spills (phew!), I love pulling out the button on my watch and make it's  rhythm of time stop. Then fix it.
I go to a strict school, so every now and then I have to pretend I'm listening or tying my shoelace or doing something useful.

But I still learn. I weasel out of trouble when I prank, yes, but other than that, I'm pretty much an C student. I don't want to let my parents give up on me. Back to the story.

When the teacher talks about how atoms stick to photos (it's something called a homophone, people) like how my stepdad's tongue sticks to the billion-year-old ice cream maker, I pull the tiny emoji button on my watch's  side.

The tiny motors in my watch stop clicking and purring and the hands skid to a halt. I write a few facts about photons sticking to atoms in my thick notebook and smile as I trace my finger around the golden bumps that surround the watch.

Suddenly the teacher's mouth has no sound coming out of it. He's just opening and shutting it reeaally  slowly. But it's a better sound than normal. And some people say silence is a bad thing.
It's really funny and I want to take a video of it. I grab my phone and tap my friend Livana on the shoulder, but she's sticking gum in Big Jim's ear. O.K. I know it. You're wondering why I am her friend. I know, if he notices her(which, I can tell) he'll leave her head looking like pizza.

Then I realise everyone is moving in slo-mo except for me. I do a electric boogaloo, spin around and jump for joy. That's my celebration dance. Hey, I'm not stuck in a time warp. Then everything goes still. Big Jim's hand is stuck a few millimetres away from Livana's head. I see my stepbrother Ace  making a paper areoplane. I finish it for him and stick his finger up his nose.

 Snapping a picture with my phone right now seems like a good choice. But I pick him up because this super weird time warp makes every thing as light as a feather. I put him in front of the class and put him at an angle so people see him picking his nose. Then I put his free hand forward and then I place the paper areoplane five inches away from the teacher's own nose. You know what I'm doing.

Everyone says "prank" is my middle name and I'm proud of this prank. I can just be quietly writing my unfinished narrative and Ace can be sent to corner. Sweet!

My watch is glowing until you can't see the numbers, the hands or even the glass. This could be a special effect or my watch is ruined. I just got it today.

It's the new version where you can slide the big circle-like bit off and press a tiny button on the side and a compartment opens. You just slide the circle thingy in and behold! It's a fitbit. So cool, right?

They called it the fitbit two. My dad is a famous watchmaker, so I get the first one he ever made. Two weeks later he died but now there's a company named after him called  Marco something something

Then the compartment opens and a yellow fuzzy blob flies out of it. It's got leopard spots on it and a really cute tail. And cat ears.

"OMG!" It squeals. "It's been years since we had another timekeeper! We can go, like, go surfing in Tackshawl bay-oh no, those Tackshawl crabs, they have a really horrible bite, then you'll get Tackshawl hooba jooba for two years. Nasty. Or we can go to Liona Library.  I lurve to go to the fuzzies section. We are bound to be besties! Eeee!" I kept my calm, flattened my dress and screamed.

"ARRRGGGHHHHHHHWHATTHEFUZZAREYOU!?" The leopard blob replies, "Sorry. I am like, a total fuzzy. I am a furrie, and my mom who was paired with your dad says we get this reaction like, all the time. We are just helpers to timekeepers or, like, tour guides-and best buds! O. M. G. We can go to the magic maze or Waterfall Waterpark. Mr. Walrus has to work on his rhyming. He got a Z- on it his whole lifetime. Your dad's in, um, oh yeah, in the Marvellous Mountains. Hiking. As usual."

I look at her in surprise. "Dad's dead," I snap. "And I'm having hallucinatioooooooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnssssssssssssssssssss..."

The furrie spits out a portal and drags me in. As we are flying, she shoves my head on one side of the portal. For a ball of fluff she's quite strong. There are twisty slides and curly funnels leading to a massive, giganterous huge pool. I can hear screams from inside and on the sidelines as a wave of water nearly drowns the fuzzies, who are protected by a massive, see-through, floating umbrella. Some baby fuzzies are chasing a walrus in a suit who I guess is Mr. Walrus. He turns around and the tiny fuzzies scream as his tail nearly smothers them. He smiles and chases them.

As we're going through the portal, the scene flickers and I see the Marvellous Mountains. Fuzzies peek out of their timekeeper's backpack as their owners climb. The timekeepers munch on snow, and keep climbing, but more actively. A kid my age stops and pants. A white couch appears by his side, and he is gently carried to the top. An eleven year old can't climb that far.

Again, the scene flickers to a beautiful beach. Crabs scuttle side by side and one nips a thieving squirrel. He swells up all over and starts jiggling all over. As nasty as she said. Oof. Two years. My furrie tugs my head out of the side of the portal and pulls me towards the end of the portal. I land on my feet.

Wait. No. For the first time in my life, I am on a segway! My furrie half-screams. "Owner! We're in Segway Sails! I can't believe it! Are you gonna choose the sea segway? No, get a flying segway. Or a Clumsotté! Good for me. My name is Elizabella Saidie Annoying Softy, I am 7 years old. Who the fuzz are you?"

"Um, weird girl, I am Liberty Rain Johnson and I'm eleven."

I then look around and notice the normal people who are sucked in this place can do stuff that's over impossible. Fly, transform and even squeeze themselves into a ring's diamond. It's clearly a magical place, but Elizy wants to take me some where. I notice she's sporting an anime brooch. She really wants me to see this. I can tell. She drags me to a magnificent tree. Not every leaf isn't glowing. Every bright colour that I know. And there are pixies flying every where. Some are nursing tiny furries and some are riding robins, their hair whipping in the wind.

A robin lands on my outstretched fingers and smiles. Wait. Okaaaaay. Did it just smile? "I haven't seen you around here. I have to take you to the queen. Do you know how to transform?" And with a wink, (I am going to freak out in three, two, one ARRRRRGGHHH TALKING BIRD PEOPLE IT'S A TALKING BIRD) she begins spinning around in a tornado. And there stands a auburn red headed girl. She stumbles about, and then bumps into the tree.

"Woo! What a ride! Autumn Average, m'lady."

I shake her hand. Despite my negative attitude, I'm actually quite keen on this one.

"Now, shrink for me and I'll take you to the queen."

I really can't understand, but when I think about shrinking, suddenly, I am spinning like Autumn, and when I stop, I land on my butt.

"You'll get used to it,"

I hear her say. I get up and look around. We're on a bright pink leaf and I can't see Elizabella. Autumn grabs my hand.

"You breathe in and out and juuuummmpp!"

"ARGH!" is the thing I only scream when she she pushes me down and leaps. I bounce on an aqua leaf and a blue leaf. Autumn follows me. As I step off a purple leaf, Autumn rolls off another one laughing. She then stands up and walks over to a shop counter labelled

"Get your suction boots here!".

A half pixie, half horse stands behind the counter.

"A Canterly. They used to be banned once when Lord Lark ruled. These citizens are free."

Autumn informs me. The Canterly nods and gives Autumn two pairs of brown leather boots. She slips on a pair and tosses me the other one. While I put mine on I wonder where Eliza is. Suddenly, the same fluffy yellow blob comes around and I realise I've shrunken. She's so huge!

"Instead of riding the robins, you CAN ride with me! Oh, wait. You got your boots. Take the robins. I'll just be shrinking at the top. Bye."

She zips up to the top.

"Why did you make me use the leaves to go down?"

I ask Autumn. She then says that she wanted me to enjoy the experience, and then she hops onto a robin. I hop onto a rather quivering robin that's a bright beige.

"Hey, you're a nervous one. That's alright. I'm not horrible."

I soothe him as I stroke its beak. It chirps and we're ready to go. As we speed up, I yell to Autumn,

"This is awesome!"

And she grins. At the top, she takes me inside a heart shaped door and I see a old woman. She still has fair hair and a beautiful complexion.

"Welcome, our new guardian."

She calmly says. My heart's beating, fast. Will I have to defeat terrifying monsters? Yes. I think so.

"A new co-guardian!"

She yells as she holds up me and Autumn's hand. After the celebration, she hands me a medallion and tells me she's the pixie queen. Queen Clemence Rivers.

 "I want to show you something," she says as she leads me to a japanese garden with a cottage. Dad steps out. I run to him and hug him. I bury my head in his shirt and cry.

"I missed you, Liberty, my universe to me. My lovely daughter. I missed you so much."

"I miss you too, dad."

"You are now guardian of Queen Clemence and of Kingdom Thrindaway."

 I thank god that I get this opportunity in my life.

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 Note from the author: Hi my fans! This story has a sequel coming. I can't wait!

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