He reached for the machine, and I shut my eyes tightly. There was a loud rushing noise, and my hair whipped around my face as if in a high wind. Then, everything went silent as quick as it had started.
I fell backwards, the chair gone from beneath me. I winced, and slowly opened my eyes. It was dusk, and I was sitting in the middle of the road. Loud music was coming from somewhere off to my right. I turned towards the source just in time to see three people step out the door of a brightly-lit house. Only one of them, obviously Glen, was walking upright; the other two were tripping and stumbling down the walkway. I stood, knowing who the three were, but straining my ears to listen to their speech anyway.
“I really don’t think you should be driving, Lewis,” Glen said.
Lewis turned to him. “Then you drive!” he managed to force out, his words slurred.
“I would if I knew how,” Glen protested.
“Just get in the car, Glen,” the other person, a girl, said. “Bye guys!” She started down the street.
He looked like he was about to protest again, but instead reached for the front passenger door.
“Glen!” I called, trying not to sound desperate.
He turned. “Oh, hey Lily,” he said. “I didn’t know you were here.”
“I wasn’t, I...” I thought quickly. “Lewis, could I get a ride home?” I asked the teen.
He looked at me warily. “Sure, get in the back,” he said, sitting in the driver’s seat.
“Lily, this guy’s definitely drunk. You shouldn’t go with us. What if something happened?” Glen said, concerned.
“It doesn’t matter,” I told him. “Sit in the back with me, okay?” I asked sweetly while still trying to keep my panic at bay. The whole mission would be pointless if he took the passenger seat.
He looked taken aback, but took his place in the back seat next to me. “Seat belts,” I called. Lewis glowered back at me, but buckled his seat belt almost the same time as Glen did.
Lewis started the car, and began steering it shakily down the street. They made it to the highway seemingly without trouble, but it happened once they had reached about sixty miles per hour. The truck was moving smoothly, but Lewis suddenly jerked the steering wheel all the way to the right. I grabbed Glen’s hand and held it tightly as the vehicle flipped over, rolling on its side over and over until finally slamming into a tree and resting, miraculously upright.
I took a moment to recover before leaning towards Glen. “Glen?” I asked quietly, wondering if I had succeeded or failed.
He didn’t move at first, but then shook his head and let out a small groan. “Lily,” are you okay?” he murmured.
I could have cried with happiness. “I’m fine, I’m just glad that you are.”
“You’re too kind,” he mumbled. “What about Lewis?”
“I’m okay,” came Lewis’ voice from the front seat.
I stepped shakily out of the backseat, and Glen joined me. “Look at that,” he whispered, his gaze on the front passenger seat. That area had taken the impact of the whole car against the tree, and the door was folded almost all the way to the driver’s seat. “If I had been sitting there instead of in the back...” he said quietly.
I suddenly turned and hugged him. He looked startled for a minute, then hugged me back. I would have willingly stayed like this longer, but Lewis was struggling from the car with a groan. Glen glanced at me then stepped from me and headed towards Lewis, but not before I had transferred his future ghost’s note from my pocket to his.
Silently, I pressed the button on the handheld device that Martyn had given me. I felt the same windy sensation as before. I fell to the ground again, but was this time caught by Martyn before I hit. Martyn looked at me curiously as he led me back to the chair. He handed me a glass of water before asking the question. “What happened?”
“Success,” I breathed.
His face lit up, but then fell. “I don’t know what will happen now. I sure don’t feel any different, even though the timeline was changed.”
“Me neither,” I admitted. “There’s just one way to find out. What time is it?” I asked him.
“Around 10 o’ clock pm,” Martyn told me.
“Crap... Okay, I was studying with you if anyone asks,” I said, hurrying towards the door. “We’ll find out what happened tomorrow!” I yelled as I left.
I was overly energetic on the way home, but was feeling drowsy by the time the walk was over. Exhausted, I collapsed on my bed and fell asleep.