My life was going great. I was finally getting the girl of my dreams, I wasn't getting too many detentions, so yeah, life was perfect. Until, one day, no one knew me. (Think of Tom Holland, I'm just using his character name from the Impossible, Lucas Bennett.)


2. Spooky Happenings

Lucas' P.O.V:

"Mr. Bennett, why are you late this morning?" Mr. Jeffries asked as I stumbled through the door which is odd because I wasn't aware I was late.

"I'm not late though Sir." I replied.

"Well, you're half an hour into your first period so I suggest you go there now." It was only then that I realised there was a class of year sevens in my tutor base. "I presume you've signed in at the office?"

"But Sir, I'm confused, I'm not late for registration."

"Well, it ended half an hour ago, so go to the office and sign in and go to your class so that I can resume mine."

"But Sir-"

"Lucas, I'm trying to take a class, please stop delaying their learning as well as your own."

God, what is going on? Just fifteen minutes ago, it was half past eight which left me plenty of time to get in for registration. Now he's telling me that it's nine thirty? I headed down to the office  to sign in because apparently I'm late and for once, I was actually on time this morning. What!?

"I'm here to sign in." I said to the lady behind the desk.

"Name?" She asked.

"Lucas Bennett."

"Tutor group?"


"Do you have a Doctors note?"


"Then why are you this late?"

"I wish I knew! Five minutes ago, it was time for registration. So, I walked into my tutor base, then, my tutor said he was trying to teach and there was a class in there. Honestly, I'm so confused right now!"

"Have you shown signs of stress lately?"

"What, no."

"What are you confused about?"

"Well, it genuinely isn't nine thirty because it was eight thirty just a minute ago."

"You're right, it's not nine thirty."


"It's ten thirty!"

"What!" I screamed! This is getting ridiculous!

"Do you want to take a breather and just sit in medical for a minute?"

I nodded my head. What the hell is happening today?

I sat down in medical and waited for someone to talk to me. Ten minutes later, another lady who worked behind the office came and sat down next to me. She had a clipboard and a pen in her hand.

"So, Lucas," She started scribbling down notes. "You turned up late this morning thinking that you were on time."

"Yes." I replied, just wanting to see Charlie.

"Please explain to me your morning."

"Well, I live ten minutes away and tutor time starts at quarter to nine. I left my house therefore at half past eight and I walked into school, on time with the flood of the rest of the students, but by the time I got to my tutor base, period one had started and Sir had a class in there."

"Then you came here to sign in?"

"Yes and then she said that it was ten thirty and I'm like, it did not just take me an hour to walk down the corridor."

"Can I ask, how long have you been sitting here, waiting for me to come and talk to you?"

"About ten minutes. Why? What's the time now?" I don't really want to know the answer.

"It's quarter past eleven." WTF?!

"You're not serious?"

"I suggest we send you home so that you can get some rest."

"Could I see Charlie first please?"


"Charlotte Lewington, 10J. She'd be in English right now."

"I can't just drag her out of her lesson."

"Please, I need to see her."

"Well, okay, but just this once."

"Thank you."

She walked out. Five minutes later, I hope, Charlie walked in. She immediately gave me a huge hug.

"Where have you been all day?" She questioned.

"Well, it's a long story and I need you to keep an open mind."

"You know me, if you told me gullible was written on the ceiling I'd look up."

"What the hell does that have to with -"

"Just, what's the story?"

"Well, I'm not late for school. I left home at eight  thirty then Mr. Jeffries says it's nine thirty then I come to the office to sign in and they tell me it's ten thirty then they send me to medical for ten minutes and tell me it's quarter past eleven then five minutes later you're here and I dread to know what the time is now." I said all in one breath.

She seemed to be mulling this over. Then, she looked up at me and put her hand on my forehead. 

"I'm not sick." I said taking her hand. Awkward! But she didn't seem to notice.

"Well somethings up." She said seriously.

"I'm going crazy, like, I have no idea what the fucks happening."

"Well, what has the school suggested?"

"That I should go home and get some rest."

"I'll come with you. Meet me at the end of the road as soon as you can."

"Okay." And she walked out.

That was the last time she recognised me.

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