|10 Years Later
Author: Cookie846 PM
A similar story line to 13 going on 30, but with new characters and a different plot. Have you ever wished to see what your life would be like in the future? Who you would be, Where you would be? For Chloe Tottenham and her friends the future becomes present. How does Chloe and her friends get back to her youth, and will she want to?Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,770 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 07-20-12 - Published: 07-03-12 - id: 8283636
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Hey Guys, I forgot to write a disclaimer in the first chapter by mistake, so here it is.
Disclaimer: I do not own any ideas associated with 13 going on 30.
For this story I really wanted my own characters, and even though they're in present time they're about to do some time traveling into the future.
They may also be getting there the same way as in 13 going on 30, but you'll have to read on and see for yourself!
Thanks for giving me your time and reading my story, and Reviews are greatly appreciated!
Thanks again Y'all!
Chapter 2: Magic,Dust,and Time traveling.
Pasta boiled in a big pot, and the smell of home made garlic bread escaped the oven.
All three of my bestfriends said yes to dinner and I was expecting them any moment.
* Ding Dooonnnnng*
The door bell rang and I ran to the front door and opened it.
"Hey guys! Thanks for coming, I could bare the thought of another night alone,
I was alone all weekend since Chris had a lacrosse tournament." I told them as I grabbed their
"It's no problem at all" Lydia said with a big smile.
I guided them to the kitchen and gestured them to sit down on the bar stools by the island while
I went to the fridge and looked for the ceaser salad kit, Lucy- Our house keeper and personal shopper-
bought yesterday on her weekly shop.
I finished preparing dinner and everyone brought their plates into the formal dining room.
"Wow, this is really good Chlo!" Caroline said to me.
"It's really basic Car." I said smiling at her. Caroline was an awful cook, She could probably burn ice.
Everyone laughed along with Caroline and I knowing the truth to Caroline's cooking ability.
After we finished dinner and the dishes, we all headed into the den to sit and chat about life.
Nate grabbed his backpack and pulled out a package that looked like pop rocks.
"Nice candy, Nate. What are we in the 3rd grade?" I asked winking at him.
"This isn't candy, It's this cool wishing dust I found back from when I was a kid. I figured
it would cheer you up!" He said while flashing his great smile.
I laughed. "Lets try it!" Every chimed in at the same time.
Nate opened the package, being careful not to spell the dust anywhere. Then he poured a little onto
each of our hands and we all blew the dust and made a wish.
I waited, hoping that a miracal would happen. It didn't.
We all laughed after, thinking that something so childish would work. After sweeping up most of the glittery dust,
I put on a random reality TV show, and we all made fun of their shallow life. A few hours later, when it started to get late
my friends all said goodbye and I walked them down to the lobby and watched as they all got into a car and headed home.
When I got back up the apartment, The phone was ringing. I bolted towards hoping I wouldn't miss whoever was calling.
I got to it just in time.
"Hello?" I asked wearily, no one ever called this late.
"Hi Sweetie." My mom answered
I should've figured it was her, No one in the City would call at this time.
"Hi Mom, How are you?" I asked her excited that she called.
"Good, Sweetie. Now I don't have much time to talk, but I just wanted to say I won't
be coming home at the end of this week. Actually I probably can't be home until the end of
the month, and only for a couple days." She said, clearly not caring in the least bit.
"You're going to be gone for another month again? Wasn't the last month long trip to LA
just last month? When do you expect to see me or Chris? He's just a kid and could use
some Parental guidance. Incase you've forgotten, I'm not his parent. I'm just his older
teenage sister who is so sick of having to be the leader in a household. I'm done."
I let it all out and then hung up. Having no parents around and having to raise a kid
just wasn't right. I could understand if my parents were dead, but they were perfectly
capable people. They could eaisly get on a plane and come home if they wanted to.
For heavens sake my father was still in the city, he was just too busy skrewing other women
half his age.
I walked into the den with a broom, attempting to brush up the remaining dust. Tears started
to stream down my face as I brushed.
"I'm done with this. I just want to be old enough, So that I'm not responsible for anyone anymore,
and I'm not tied to my parents. I can get far away as hell from them and have no regrets. I'm just so
done." I said while crying heavily.
I sank to the ground and put my head in my knees. Then eventually laying my head down on the ground
onto the remains of the whishing dust. "Just 27." I said then passed out from exhaustion.
When I woke up, I was in a much softer place then the floor. Chris must've came in later and carried me
to my bed. I opened my eyes softly and took a deep breather in. When I opened my eyes I didn't see
my farmilar bedroom. I wasn't wearing the clothes I had on yesterday, but instead silky pajamas.
Where was I? I started to panic. I looked over and saw a man, who looked in his mid-late twenties.
Was I abducted? I needed to get out of here fast. Quietly I got out of the bed, and ran as quietly and as quickly
as possible towards the front door. I stopped at a hault when I glanced in the mirror. Who was this person.
She looked the same age as the man sleeping in the bead, She had blond- but not overly blond hair, Full lips,
and Bluey-green eyes, with specks of gold in them. Then it hit me. This person was me, in 10 years. But how did this
happen? Last night I went to bed as a 17 year old teenage girl and today I wake up as a 27 year old woman?
I thought of the logical possibilties but nothing came up. Then I realized un-real way of getting here. The Dust.
I wished out-loud to 27, ten years older than I was. It must've came true, But who was this person in the bed? And whos
apartment was this? I looked out the window, I was still in New York. I crept back into the bedroom. What was I going
to say to this man? Uh Hi, Who are you? And what am I doing here? It's not like he would no anything about time traveling.
I sat on the bed. and looked over to the sleeping figure beside me. He looked farmilar, With brown hair, and that adorable brown
nose. Oh my god, this was Nate! What were we doing in a bed together? I shook him.
"Nate?" I asked
He jumped at the sound of my voice, and his eyes flew open.
"Chloe? What are you doing here? Where am I? Was I in an accident last night?" He asked me, obviously panicing.
"You don't know where you are either? I just woke up and realized we're ten years older then the age we went to bed as
last night." I said to him blankly.
So what do you guys think? I really like the characters Nate and Chloe, And I'm sure they're wondering what they're doing in a bed together 10 years in the future... and maybe you guys are too? Tell me what you think! Thanks guys 3