The Time Traveler: Chapter 1
The Time Traveler
By Gabriel McNeese
Chapter 1
The Science Project
“Settle down class. I have an important announcement to make,” said Mr. Kerry of the Middleton High School in Dalton, Georgia.
Mr. Kerry was a major in the science field. He wore nerdy looking glasses and snorted when he laughed. He was always wearing a plaid shirt with khaki pants and Converse tennis shoes.
“I have a science project for all of you to do. You can make it anything you want. I don’t how big it is. If you just do something you’ll get a 100 for the project.”
The entire class moaned when he said a science project. “For those of you that never do anything in this class and would rather flunk it than pass it will hard. On the other hand, for those of you that like doing this kind of stuff you’ll enjoy thoroughly.”
A student on the front row of the student raised his hand to ask a question. “Yes sir,” said Mr. Kerry.
“What can the project be about?”
“Well anything you want it to be. It can be anything that you want it to be. Let me make the exceptions for those in here that don’t know the difference when I say this. I don’t want to see anything that has any kind of vulgarity or sexual themes. I don’t want to see anything that has body parts being chopped off.”
“For example: cars, space ships, boats, or if you think you can do it, try your hand at making a time machine. The sky is the limit. I want it to be big enough for a normal personal to stand in. You have the rest of the semester to finish which is roughly 6 months.”
As Mr. Kerry was explaining the details of the project Billy Anderson was sitting in the back looking out the window day dreaming. Then he heard the word time machine. Billy had been fascinated with the fact about traveling through time. He always wanted to see the great events that took place from then to now. Nothing excited him more.
Billy Anderson was an average every day kid. He was 14 turned 15 in a couple of months. He had brown hair and eyes. You would constantly see him in baggy clothes. He was five foot four in height. He weighed in around 105 pounds.
“Mr. Billy Anderson are you listening to me?”
“Billy perked up and pretended he had heard every word that the teacher had said.
“Yes sir. Word for word,” said Billy lying.
The teacher shot him a glare. “For your sake, I hope you did. I’m not repeating it.”
Mr. Kerry looked at his watch. “Well class its time for you to go and always be safe please and have a great weekend.
3 months later…
“Hey dad come down to the basement and check out my time machine,” said Billy from in the basement.
Billy’s dad, Richard, was nearly equally proportioned to his son body. He had the same brown hair and eyes except he wore glasses and was taller and heavier.
“I’ll be down in a minute.”
A few minutes later the hefty head of the house came down the stairs drying his hands off with a towel. “Where is it?” said Richard.
Billy had it covered with a old bed sheet. Billy came around from the under the stairs and pulled the sheet off.
The machine was egg shaped in a way, except for the bottom of it. It had wheels with stabilizers on the bottom. It was a shiny red color. There were various tubes coming out of the machine and solar power pads all across the machine. On the back of it was a compartment with a car battery. On the front of the machine was the door. There was a latch on the bottom that made the door open from the bottom to the top. When the door was close to being half way open hydraulic hinges would push it the rest of the way up.
“What to do think dad?” said Billy being overly excited with his accomplishment.
“Billy this is incredible. The thing looks like it would actually travel through time. You’re sure to get a hundred on your project at school. The great thing is that you finished it in just 3 months. You did good son I’m proud of you,” said Billy’s dad going to give his son a side ways hug.
“You don’t think it’ll travel through time?” said Billy
“You think a boy could actually make a time machine when thousand of scientists say it’s physically in impossible to travel through time. Come upstairs and wash up its time for dinner.
There was no doubt in Billy’s mind the machine could travel through time. After dinner he was going to test it.
