Through Time and Impossible

Chapter 5

"So how was your day at school?" Lucy said to all the kids during dinner at their huge wooden dining room table.

The three youngest talked instantly about their day. They loved everything about it. While they talked, Sophia could help but to think of Lewis. She wanted to learn more about him but she felt that it wasn't right for her to like him. After all, she just broke up with Matt almost a mere two weeks ago, but yet, here she was, crushing on this mystery boy that she knew nothing about.

Marco eyed Sophia as the others talked. She had been so quiet ever since she got home today. He wanted to know what was going through her mind. Unlike Lucy who could use her powers of reasoning to figure out what was going through Sophia's mind, he needed to ask her if he wanted to find out anything from her. "And how was your day?" Marco said to Sophia after the other kids were done talking.

"Ummm?" She said, her dad's voice bringing her back down to earth and for a minute she stopped thinking about Lewis.

"Your day, how did it go?" Marco repeated. He eyed his daughter and held back a smile. He had a feeling that she had a good day and he was more than excited that she did. He thought if she enjoyed her school, then maybe she would enjoy here in England more.

Lucy looked at her daughter. She had seen this look in her eyes before, the time she started to date Matt. She knew that this was all about a boy and she couldn't be more happy for her. "She met a boy." Lucy said and then smiled widely.

Sophia frowned as she shook her head at them. "What? Why do you think that?" Sophia replied.

"I see your face, you have the same look of when you and Matt started dating. So what's his name?" Lucy asked. Lucy was amazed that Sophia had already started liking a new boy, but she didn't question it. She just wanted Sophia fit in here.

"We're just talking." Sophia blushed, trying to seem like it was not a big deal. "He's nice, his name is Lewis Reed. And I made a new friend. Her name is Libby Harlow. She was at the funeral. Did you know that family mum?"

"Your grandmother never talked to the parents but she loved Libby, I don't know anything more." She replied honestly. As much as Lucy loved her mother, she was positive that Sophia had a better relationship with her than Lucy ever did. Her mother seemed to tell Sophia almost everything, way before she ever told Lucy. If Sophia didn't know the name Harlow, then Lucy was bound to not know it either.

When dinner was done, Sophia put her iPhone on and walked the halls more. She didn't know where she was going but she wanted to know her new house better. In the states, she knew every floor board that creaked, every corner that had chipping paint, but here, it was all so different. She figured, if she was going to live here, she better know the house.

Abraham sighed, not sure if this was the right move just yet. But after mulling it over, he thought now was just as good as any other time. "I think it's time you've seen the library." Abraham said as Sophia passed him in the hall.

Sophia pulled out a head phone and looked up at him. "What? Um sure where is it?" Sophia asked. This was the first time she'd seen Abraham in a week and he was still dressed in the abnormal clothing. None of the other maids dressed like him which made Sophia wonder what made him so different.

"It is just down this hall second door on your right, you'll see it when you come to it."

"Thanks." Sophia said then walked down the hall towards the back of the castle. It was deadly quite back there, and even with her music playing through her earbuds, this hall started giving her creeps but she loved to read so she fought the urge to run the other way. The Mahogany walls seemed to make the halls even darker and more mysterious.

The Library had this huge wooden door with elegant carvings that looked at least two hundred years old. She stopped at the door and stared at it. She had a feeling like the door was looking right back at her. Without thinking more about it, She opened the door quietly and slipped in. The huge room had a couple aisles of books stacked sky high, both old and new. And to make this a perfect place to hang out on a rainy day there were three leather chairs in the middle of the room with a dark wood coffee table in the middle of them. Sophia was awestruck as she looked around the room. She'd been to libraries but nothing looked so beautiful as this. She was slightly hurt that in all her conversations with gran, she had never brought this room up.

She walked straight to the chair closest to her and sat down; her eyes stopped to stare at this old book on the coffee table. She didn't know why she found this book so interesting, but it almost seemed to be calling her to it. She got up from the chair to get a better look at this book. It was huge with a old leather bind. She blew off some of the dust from it and gave a cough. There was more dust than she thought there was. It looked like that it was the one book that has never been touched because of the nice sheet of dust it had.

After the dust fell, she could see some of the writing on it but she couldn't make out any word of it so she took another step closer to get a better look. When she did this she thought she heard whispers coming from behind her. She looked behind her nervously to see no one there so she just shrugged to off, fingering it was her imagination. She wiped away the rest of the dust from the cover so she could read the writing on it. As soon as her hand left the book a cold wind blew open one of the windows in the room and sent shivers down her spine. This wouldn't bother her normally but today wasn't windy and it wasn't too cold, the sun was still shining even.

"That's it I'm getting out of this place." Sophia said but as she said this the book flew open and the pages started to flip through its self so fast as if it was outside on a windy day. Sophia jumped back and let out a small scream, she didn't know what was going on. She wanted to run from this room and this castle but she couldn't. It was as if her feet were glued to the spot that she stood. Just then the pages stopped turning and Sophia felt a strong urge to see why it stopped so she looked at the page and began to read out loud,

Saturday, June 11, 1894

Today was a beautiful day filled with surprises and I am just glad no one got in trouble or worse, hurt.

As she read the first sentence, the words jumped off the pages. Everything that those words touched seemed to sparked light and turned a different color and even shape. She was paralyzed by fear or at least that's what she thought it was, she couldn't talk or move and then all of a sudden the pages flew off the book and wrapped around her. She tried to run away now but she couldn't, she couldn't move even if she tried. She closed her eyes fearing the worse and then the pages around her dropped to the floor gently as if they were feathers falling down.

She peeked her eyes open to see that she wasn't in the library anymore, or at least it didn't look like her library in her Gran's castle. She looked around and noticed that she wasn't alone in this room either, there was a girl with blonde hair pulled back into a bun with a light blue long Victorian dress staring at Sophia.

The girl stood there wide-eyed at Sophia with her mouth open. After a minute the girl seemed to regain an ounce of bravery and asked, "who-who are you?" Her small voice trembled with fear.

"I'm Sophia, who are you?" Sophia responded confidently.

"Elizabeth. Why is it that you are in my house?" Her British accent sounding like wind-chimes to Sophia's ears.

"Your house? " Sophia said amazed and in shock. Where was she? What did that book do to her? Who was this girl and why was she dressed so differently? These were just some of the questions that Sophia was begging to be answered.

The girl nodded. "Yes, my parents have owned this house and their fathers before them. Why is it that you dressed in such rages?" She said pointing to all of Sophia.

Sophia shifted uncomfortably, suddenly self-conscious of how she looked. "This is how all my friends dress." Sophia said flatly and looked down at herself, she was still wearing her sweets and her T from earlier that day. "It's 2012. Right?"

"No, the year would be 1894."