The Prose Universe Part 4

The Day Of The Contest…….

         It’s four o’clock in the afternoon. Principal Ruby Pond wasn’t going to let the contest take place during school hours so it had to take place after school. Principal Pond took her job seriously. She wanted the students to be spending as much time as possible learning new things. Don’t get it twisted. Principal Pond was no stick in the mud. She just wants the students of her school to be as educated as possible and Vice Principal Soul Hearts was the same way. They were both kind caring women, but they could be strict on occasion.

         The contest was taking place in the auditorium. All the judges and contestants had all arrived. The judges were sitting on stage at the judge’s table. While the contestants sat in the audience seats. Superintendent Samantha Fowler had taken to the stage. She turned on the mic and began to speak. “Welcome Prose High to the tenth annual playwright writing contest. The winner will have their play performed by the school. The first three judges Mr. Dusty Grein, Principal Ruby Pond and Vice Principal Soul Hearts will check the play for grammar errors. The next two judges, Ms. Firdaus and Mr. Syne will check the play for its historical and scientific accuracy. Then the next three judges, Ms. Vyxyn, Mr. Harry Situation, and Ms. Bunny will judge the play for its ability to be performed by the school. And finally, I will judge the play based on its creativity. Each contestant will come up onto the stage and briefly tell everyone what their play is about. Is it a musical? Does it deal with death? Does it deal with poverty or is it a love story? Let’s get started! First up, is Fame Writer.”

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         Around the time the contest was taking place, Steve Scott was in Mr. AlSalehi’s lab. The science fair was months away, but Steve Scott wanted to get a head start. His science fair project was gonna blow everyone else’s out the water. Everyone had a group they belonged to and was part of. However, no group was more prominent than the writer’s group at Prose High. They were all participating in the contest. His project was gonna finally make science, not literature the most prominent at Prose High. His project was a time travel machine. Steve Scott secretly wished this project was enough to impress Salt and Ink or Salt for short. That girl was down right gorgeous. She made him feel a certain kind of way. Since it was after school hours, Steve knew it was only a matter of time before someone caught him in AlSalehi’s lab. The closest exit out of the school was near the auditorium. Since everyone would be too busy paying attention to the contest, Steve figured he could wheel his project out the door without being seen. Unbeknownst to Steve, he had accidentally pressed the start button. The machine slowly started to warm up. The date set for the year 1514, which was 503 years into the past.

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         AlSalehi was on his way back to his lab. On his way, he stopped by the auditorium. He went inside and saw that Ms.Vyxyn was sitting next to Harry Situation. He thought he told Harry to stay away from his woman. He made his way to the stage. He knew the only way to get Harry to back off was for him to declare his love for Ms. Vyxyn to everyone. Once he got on stage, he took the mic and began to speak. “Hello, everyone. I just wanted to take this moment to tell Ms. Vyxyn that I, Mr. AlSalehi, am in love with you. I have had a crush on you since we first met. I love that adoring smile, those sexy curves, and those beautiful eyes.” Harry situation had heard enough. He stood out of his chair and angrily screamed “ Ms. Vyxyn is my woman. She is taken!!!” Ms.Vyxyn looked complex and bemused. She liked men fighting over her as much as any other woman, but the truth was she wasn’t with either of them. “I am not taken and I don’t belong to either of you,” said Ms.Vyxyn into her mic. Everyone’s mouth was wide open in shock. “I thought she was screwing Harry”, said Ms. Bunny. “I thought was banging AlSalehi,” said Ms. Firdaus. “I thought she was screwing them both,” said Mr. Dusty Grein and Mr. Syne.

         Suddenly, a machine burst into the auditorium. Steve Scott was chasing it down the aisle. The machine was making a high pitched humming sound. “I’ve lost control of it”, said Steve. Seconds later there is a red flash of light that blinds everyone. Then there is a yellow flash of light. Finally, there is a green flash of light. The green flash envelops all the contestants and judges. The auditorium is left completely empty. The once noise filled auditorium is now deadly silent.

         After the flash, I find myself in a palace. I also see Ms.Vyxyn, Mr. Dusty Grien, Ms.Firdaus, Tyla, and OnyxCity. “Where are we?”,I ask. “And where is everyone else?”, Tyla asked. “Well we aren’t at Prose High sugar”, said Ms.Vyxyn “No you aren’t at Prose High, but you are in my Palace.”, said a deep voice. We all turn around to see a gray haired man with glasses and a beard. “Who are you?”, OnyxCity asks. “Who am I? I’m Jim Lamb Emperor of the Lambian Empire. “Oh my God! We’ve traveled back in time!", said Ms. Firdaus.

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         After the green flash, I arrived in an open field. I was surrounded by what looked soldiers. The sky was dark. Campfires were lit all around. With me, were Principal Ruby Pond, Mr.Syne, Nyxnight, Trueblood, and AlSalehi. “Steve what did you do?”, said AlSahedi. “I built a time machine, which must have taken us into the past”, I said. “You did what??!!”, shouted Principal Ruby, Mr.Syne, Nyxnight, and Trueblood. “How far into the past?”, said AlSahedi. “ Who the hell are you people and why are you here?", said a menacing voice. They all turned around and saw a tall bald with a beard. It was none other than General Paul D. Chambers. He and his men had us surrounded “If that is who I think it is, at least 500 years”, I said. “And who do you think I am? the general asked. “General Paul D. Chambers”, I said. “Good. Now answer my question? said the general. “We are from a far away land and friends of the Revolution said Principal Ruby Pond thinking quickly. There was a moment of silence as if the general was thinking whether are not he bought it. Then he looked at their strange clothing. “Glad to hear it”, the general said. The troops let down their swords, which they had pointed at us.

         Suddenly, two women on horseback appeared out of the darkness, “General Chambers, General Chambers”, they cried. The general turned around. “Aw, it’s Mnezz and Mtrubenfire”, he said. “General Chambers, General Jumotki is planning a surprise attack.”, said Mnezz. Fauxhero and his men caught us sneaking over here, but Sandflea68 told us to leave her. She was about to fight them when we left. We have no idea whether or not she is dead.”, said Mtrubenfire. “If I know Sandflea68, that woman is still alive. What a woman!”, the general said.