I’m not one for lying in. I don’t like doing nothing for half of
the morning, only to get up and not be able to complete what I want to do that
day. I understand as to why people do like to have a lay in now and again; if yesterday
was a busy day, or if they are working night shifts, but I just can’t bring
myself to lay in. Not only that, but I often get rather uncomfortable after a
short period of time. I have to get up and walk about to stretch my legs, back
and arms.
However, now that
I have acquired this incredible watch, I don’t have to worry about wasting time
because I can make no time pass at all if I shall wish and get up whenever I
want after a nice relaxing time in bed, then resume time once more and carry
out my objectives during the day without any worry about not being able to have
enough time to complete them.
Today, in particular, though, I
didn’t wake up until it was gone half-past nine. But I didn’t regret it or
worry about anything like that since I could easily just travel back in time to
seven on the dot and enjoy the day from there. Of course, I need to move
downstairs before I do travel backwards in time for I will come across my
sleeping-self, and although I was too well asleep to notice anyone walking
around in my room, I thought I would be on the safe side of things and head
downstairs anyway.
I passed the phone as I headed
into the living room and saw that I had two missed calls from Tom and one from
Amy. During any other time, I would feel incredibly guilty that I didn’t answer
any of these calls, but now I get an opportunity to pick up each call the moment
they ring.
I imputed the necessary commands
into my watch and pressed the activation button. I went back in time by a
couple of hours.
Standing in my living room at
exactly seven in the morning, the usual time that I get up each day, it did
feel rather weird that I’m currently sleeping upstairs. Due to my presence not
being around when I came down the stairs, I came to the conclusion that I must
at some point leave the house. The question that is in my mind right now is,
who out of Amy and Tom is going to ask me to come out with them for any
reason?’
I shouldn’t wait around for the
phone to ring. I should at least get myself ready for when they ask ring. Ah, I
have met a problem that I should have thought of before coming downstairs. I
should have grabbed my clothes before travelling back in time. Now I have to
walk into my past-self’s bedroom and grab them without making too much noise so
that I don’t wake him up and disrupt things.
Wait a minute – I don’t have to.
My watch allows me to change my clothes to anything I wish, and so that is
exactly what I am going to do.
‘Maybe I should try something
new,’ I said to myself as I was searching through the massive wardrobe within
my watch, looking at every shirt and T-shirt, trousers and shorts, and jumpers
and jackets, and hats, sunglasses, and an assortment of accessories. It felt as
if I was playing a real life game of The Sims. The difference being that I know
what I want to dress my characters in, but I have absolutely no idea what to
dress myself in. There is literally too much to choose from.
A sudden realisation popped into
my head. I don’t have to choose. I have a history that I can dive into and get
back the clothes that I wore yesterday and they’ll be as if they were brand
new. Going by that logic, I won’t ever have to wash any clothes ever again.
That could come in handy at some point. Navigating through the watch, I
eventually found the history and selected the outfit that I wore yesterday. The
moment my finger touched the outfit, it started to appear on my body, replacing
my pyjamas and storing them into the history as well. Seeing my clothes change
by themselves is still a weird sight to see. It will be a long while before I
get used to that. When they had finished changing, I looked at myself in the
mirror. My reflection wearing a red T-shirt and blue jeans stared back at me. It
was then that I noticed that what I had picked might not have been what I wore yesterday.
To be honest, I can’t remember what I wore yesterday, and it would be
unnecessary for me to hop back in time just to look up what I wore. I’m happy
with this outfit.
The moment that my clothes had
finished changing, the phone rang.
‘Hello,’ I said, picking up the
receiver with curiosity since I knew the person on the other end could be
either Amy or Tom.
‘Hello,’ Amy’s
voice answered.
‘And what do I
owe this pleasure,’ I said.
‘Would you mind
coming over, I need to explain something to you,’ she said sounding rather
serious.
‘Sure,’ I said, ‘let
me just get myself ready and I’ll be over as soon as,’ I said.
‘Actually,’ Amy
said in such a way she must have thought that she was going to be asking too
much of me, ‘I wondered if you would mind coming over now. You can have
breakfast here and all that, it’s just that I really would like to explain
something to you.’
‘Of course,’ I
said. ‘I’ll be right along.’
‘Thanks,’ she
said before hanging up the phone.
‘Does that mean
that I won’t be answering Tom’s calls after all,’ I said just before the phone
rang again, making me jump. I picked up the receiver once more and answered it.
‘Morning,’ Tom
said.’
‘And how are
you?’ I asked.
‘I’m good. You?’
‘Very well, thank
you,’ I said,
‘Excellent,’ Tom
said.
‘Actually, you
caught me just as I was leaving,’ I explained.
‘Oh,’ he said.
‘Is it with the one and only Amy?’ he teasingly asked.
‘And what if it
is?’ I answered in a form of a question.
‘I’m glad that
things are working out for your two,’ he said.
‘I’m sorry if
that means I won’t be able to do what you had planned today,’ I said, ‘but Amy
sounded as if the call was rather urgent, and I can’t not go, can I,’ I said.
‘Not a problem,’
Tom said rather coolly.
‘You’re OK with
this?’
‘Of course I am,’
he said.
‘I appreciate
this, you know that, don’t you?’
‘I know,’ he
said. ‘You owe me one though.’
‘I’ll think of
something,’ I said.
‘See you soon,
then,’ he said.
‘See you soon,
Tom,’ and we both hung up the phone together. I grabbed my shoes and coat and
made my way towards Amy’s house.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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Antony Hudson
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