Whiiiiiirrrrrrr.
The time machine shook violently, emitting streams of purple smoke. Ms.
Serensky and I stepped carefully from behind her desk into the machine we now
entrusted with our livelihood.
“Wait, you forgot to add the
crystals!” I bellowed at Ms. Serensky. I could not believe her nonchalant
attitude on the day of our adventure. Internally, I wondered whether or not she
was all in.
“Alrighty let’s venture back to the
60’s to meet my man, Mr. Dan Dreiberg!” Ms. Serensky whispered. “And by the
way, I am all in.” There it was, the thing that spooked me about her so badly,
her uncanny ability to know the thoughts of everyone within a 250-yard radius
of her.
The contraption whiiiiiirrrrrrr-ed again and vibrated
even more severely as I felt my insides contract and numb with pain. I felt a
rubber tube squeeze me out one nitrogenous nucleotide base at a time. Then it
stopped. The sensation gone, we exited the machine to find ourselves in an
extravagant room decorated with Youngstown St. pennants and posters of Leonardo
DiCaprio.
“Whoooaaaa this place is beyond
awesome” Exclaimed Ms. Serensky as she gazed upon Leo’s rugged face.
“Yeah, where are we?” I muttered, feeling frustrated and bewildered
simultaneously. We had intended for the time machine to transport us back to
1961 in the Big Apple, but instead, it looked as though we had stumbled into an
old English classroom. As I took in my surroundings, a loud knock boomed at the
door.
“Oh, that must be Dan” Ms. Serensky
nervously squealed. She seemed frighteningly at ease with their surroundings
and looked as though she thoroughly understood what had happened. Meanwhile,
Dan had just crossed the threshold of the room and gave a rather flirtatious
grin that I hoped was in the direction of Ms. Serensky. Nevertheless, she
returned his gaze and decided that I needed no introduction for I have so
extensively analyzed the man that I even know his childhood inside and out.
“Ms. Serensky… What happened? I
thought we decided to go to New York…?” I said anxiously.
“Woops, I forgot to tell you that I
changed the destination to my own personal Room of Requirement… Obviously.”
Angry with myself for not
recognizing this at once, I resigned myself to further pre-writing for the AP
exam in the practice booklets that appeared in excessive amounts throughout the
room.
I feel like in this post, you make yourself appear as a pawn of Ms. Serensky's bidding Adam. That surprises me as you never really seemed to strike me as someone who would take a submissive role. Nevertheless I found the ending slightly depressing as I pity your character for resigning himself to do more work after falling for a ruse.
ReplyDeleteLike Andrew, I sympathize with your character as you submit yourself to the monotonous task of pre-writing. However, I found your inclusion of Leonardo DiCaprio a fitting touch in developing Ms. Serensky's character.
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