|Age Of Reptiles
Author: WritersWayOfLife PM
I never thought that being the son of two historians from the New York Museum Of Natural History would get me into trouble, if anything I thought it would do the opposite. Then again trouble doesn't really cover being sent spiralling forwards and backwards through time with my high strung museum partner Kayleigh. But then again you can't write this stuff. Unfortunately I live it.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Humor - Chapters: 5 - Words: 17,987 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 10-08-12 - Published: 09-04-12 - id: 3055832
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"You know this is all your fault right?" Kayleigh turned to glare at me and I knew I should have kept my mouth shut.
"My fault? How is it my fault?" she demanded, hands on hips.
"You're the one who picked up the watch," I answered truthfully. Her eyes narrowed.
"You're the one with the parents who invented that crazy thing!" she yelled back.
"You're the one who should have stayed with the tour group! I said to leave the tunnel alone but noyou just had to check it out!"
"Well…you shouldn't have offered to watch the soda machine for that Davis kid!"
"His name was Denis!" I snapped back. She was still glaring as she stepped forwards into my personal space. I didn't move, determined to stare her down. We stood there, glaring at each other for a few more moments. "I'm getting uncomfortable," I finally mumbled, hopefully breaking the tension. Kayleigh's cheeks turned even more red.
"You're impossible!" she shrieked, causing me to flinch backwards.
"Oh yeah? Well you're being a-" I was cut off by a loud shriek coming from somewhere among the rocks, sounding like someone had stepped on Godzilla's toe. "-You know what? That's perfect for what I was going to say," I finished with a smirk.
Kayleigh on the other hand was looking around worriedly. "I think we should get moving and keep our voices down," she said, walking hurriedly away from me.
"More running?" I groaned as I jogged tiredly after her.
"Well you can stay and get eaten if you want," she called behind her as she rounded around another huge rock. Not wanting to take her up on that offer I chased after her. I pressed on faster as a shadow of what looked like a giant flying bat passed over me.
"Kayleigh wait for me!" she didn't wait and I don't know why I expected her too. Eventually I managed to catch up to her. This chick's gotten faster with age.
"Try the watch," Kayleigh said as soon as I caught up, her leading the way. We managed to lose whatever had been chasing us and now we were just walking in silence. I scoffed.
"My dad said it would take at least two days to charge," I answered. Kayleigh turned around and I instantly stopped, sucking in a sharp breath. I had seen how mad Kayleigh can get and I really didn't want to see it again.
"Its already worked twice, once to get us to the future and then here. Just…try it." the last part was slower, her eyes desperate.
I sighed, pressing the middle dial on the watch. As I expected, it made the familiar noise of a dying stereo as the blue light faded completely. I looked up at her, giving her an 'I-told-you-so' look. She glared at me before stomping off to some more rocks.
"Kayleigh!" I called after her, chasing her again. When I say chase I guess I should say stumble.
This new body really was hard getting used to, especially the longer limbs. Everything felt either heavier or to close, like I was packed into that plastic casing they use to store breakable toys. Every time I reached forwards to touch something or lean on a rock I would misjudge the distance and end up falling flat on my face. And when you're walking through a land filled with dinosaurs, it's hard to tell what's mud and what's not.
After half an hour of keeping ahead of me and not saying anything above irritated grunts, Kayleigh turned around.
"We need to find a place to rest," she stated bluntly. I blinked at her.
"Isn't that what we were doing?" I asked. She scowled before storming off again. I stayed behind this time, choosing instead to try and figure out what I said wrong.
I had been told that older woman usually got upset for no reason but Kayleigh and I had only been sixteen for twenty minutes. Maybe it was that monthly thing my mom had promised to tell me about when I hit puberty. I should probably call her about that.
"JAKE!" I started at Kayleigh's shout, breaking away from my thoughts. I rushed to where she had stomped off to, only to slam into her back after turning a sharp corner. She jerked forwards while I full on fell back, landing heavily on my butt. Hundreds of tiny stones jabbing into your butt is not a nice feeling.
"What is it?! What's wrong?! Is it another dinosaur!?" I asked, standing up while rubbing the sore spot on my butt.
Kayleigh raised an eyebrow at me, not looking as mad as I thought she would after being basically tackled from behind. Instead she pointed forwards. I followed her hand, my eyes resting on…nothing.
"What am I looking at?" I asked.
"Where we're going to be staying for the next week," Kayleigh answered, walking over to the flat area and sitting on the ground.
"But there's nothing here," I said, coming to stand in front of her.
"Exactly." I cocked an eyebrow down at her. "Look around; there is no way a dinosaur can survive out here with no food or water, we're surrounded by rocks that offer more then enough shelter and it's flat," she explained.
Ok that made some sense but one thing she said didn't sit right with me.
"Yeah…but if dinosaurs can't survive out here then how are we supposed to? I doubt there's any water out among these rocks and if you want food you're definitely killing a dinosaur on your own," I said, sitting down in front of her. She rolled her eyes, bringing her bag in front of her.
"Unlike you, I'm actually smart enough to have a plan for that," she said, opening it.
"Hey I have a plan!" I defended.
"Which is?" she asked, pausing her actions to give me an expectant look.
"My plan is…to follow your plan," I said, looking away sheepishly. I heard a snicker, looking back at her to see her shaking her head.
"Ok," she said and it didn't take a genius to tell she was mocking me.
"Well what's your bright idea then?" I snapped at her, blushing slightly. Kayleigh grinned, opening her bag and pulling out a plastic container and a flask. "A lunch box?" I asked. She nodded.
"Yeah. What's wrong with it?" she asked.
"It's kinda small isn't it?"
"Do you have one?" she asked. I didn't actually know. Opening my bag, I rifled through all the extra clothes until I pulled out a slightly crumpled brown paper bag and a similar looking flask.
"Yep. One packed lunch complete with juice box," I said, smiling at her. The corner of her mouth twitched up for a second before she pulled on another serious expression.
"Anyway, the human body can survive up to two weeks without food and almost three days without water. As long as we ration everything we have here carefully, we should be ok," she explained as she examined her lunch. Well that didn't sound too fun.
"And if we actually do run out of food or water?" I asked. Kayleigh looked up at me.
"Then you'll just have to go out and find some more," she answered, packing her stuff up.
"Why me?" I asked, not liking the sound of that deal.
"Because you're 'the man'," she said in a mockingly deep voice, putting air quotes around the man part. I glared at her. "Now, how about you try and find us something that we can make a fire out of?" she suggested.
"I'm not allowed to play with fire," I said back, remembering what my mother had always taught me.
"Well if the only other option is for us to freeze then I'm pretty sure she won't give you a time out," she said back.
"You know mocking me isn't going to get us anywhere," I said as I stood up.
"Yeah but it passes the time," she said back, smiling at me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as I walked off.
So looking for firewood in the middle of the desert wasted about half an hour of my life before I realised that there aren't any trees in the middle of a waterless wasteland.
What I have managed to find however are dried up bushes, dried up lizard skeletons (The little kind I'm used to, not the giant creatures roaming this place) and, you guessed it, more rocks. This place needed something to cheer it up, water being the obvious edition, but something that wasn't brown would work just as well.
Another thing that made this whole thing a lot harder then it already is was the new body. I know I've complained about this before but…it just sucks! I can't do anything without falling over, walking into something or tripping! It's messing with my depth perception.
"This looks like it could be enough," I mumbled to myself, looking at the three thorny, sorry excuse for bushes in my arms. I groaned, my eyes lifting to skirt the surrounding area. "Kayleigh probably won't think s-" I cut myself off, my eyes landing on what was possibly the greatest thing I had seen all day. Green leaves.
Clinging to the side of one of the larger rocks was the smallest sprout of green I had ever seen. But it was there! If I brought that back then Kayleigh wouldn't yell at me for at least a day!
I ran towards it, placing the roots and thorns I had already collected by the rock. I stared up at it, feeling like a mouse staring up at a cat. Did the rock grow in the last five seconds?
"Doesn't look to hard. I bet it will be the same as climbing a tree," I reassured myself, flexing my hands eagerly. "Five minutes. That's all it will take," I mumbled as I placed my hands on the rock and hauled my weight into the first foot hold.
Whatever it was in my head that told me it was a good idea to climb this thing was something that shouldn't, and never will be, listened to again.
Scratches and cuts coated my hands, my elbows and my legs where they hit the wall as I hauled myself up another couple inches, my left forearm thankfully protected by the metal of the Kronomatrix. I had been at this for over twenty minutes and I was now only just within five feat of this stupid bush. I'm not stopping though. I'm so close, Kayleigh will finally shut up and most importantly…I have no idea how I'm goanna get down.
"Climb the rock, I said. It'll take five minutes, I said," I grumbled to myself, reaching up to grip the bush by its main stem. "Well at least it paid…off!" I grunted as I ripped the bush from the wall. "Ahaha!" I laughed, holding onto the wall with one hand and waving the bush with the other. I was feeling so pleased with myself I wasn't even wondering how I was able to hold my whole body up by one hand.
"Jake?!" I looked down towards the voice, a small dot waving its arms below me.
"Kayleigh?!" am I that high up? "You look like an ant from up here!" I shouted. I've always wanted to say that but I was never in the right situation.
"Wh-how-what are you doing up there?!" she shouted back
"Getting more stuff to burn!" I shouted, waving the bush again.
"Oh…Ok, cool!" she yelled, sounding quite surprised. That'll teach her to doubt me. "How are you going to get down?!" she asked. I paused, wondering how I was going to answer that and keep my newfound credibility.
"I hadn't thought that far ahead when I started, but I'm planning my descent right now!" hopefully that'll work.
"You're an idiot!" damn. "I'm going back to the camp sight! When, or if, you get down, bring that with you!" she yelled before she started to walk away.
"Wait! I've got more it's down by the-!" she kept walking. "And she can't hear me…and now she's gone. And now I'm just talking to myself." I sighed, turning my attention back to the matter at hand. "Now how do I get down…?" this is one of those times where Kayleigh would really come in handy. "No, it's no problem. You don't need Kayleigh you just need to focus and think like Kayleigh," I said to myself. I glanced down, taking in the distance between me and the floor. "I am an idiot." I hate it when she's right. I looked out across the desert. I was right when I said these rocks would make good vantage points, I could everything there was to see for miles. Unfortunately everything consisted of rocks, sand and the occasional shadow flittering behind cover every once and a while.
The sky was pink with streaks of yellow, no clouds to disrupt the smooth canvas like sky. I was right opposite the sun but I had a feeling it would probably reach the ground before I did.
My arms are starting to get tired, maybe I should start moving instead of just staring out at the desert. Ok, deep breath and I'll just…move down the way I moved up. Agonisingly slowly.
With very shaky arms, I started to lower myself out of the little perch I had climbed my way into and began to move downwards, clutching the bush tightly in my left hand. It didn't help the climbing but it was better then holding it with the less protected right hand.
By now sweat was pouring down my face, the decent much harder then the actual climbing. It was like walking down the stairs backwards with your eyes closed and your not allowed to hold onto the banister. If you've never tried it, it's like having to be in complete control of every fibre of your body. One wrong move and you will slip and fall down the rest of the way.
Thankfully I managed to awkwardly slip, crawl and inch my way down to being only a couple feat off the ground before I jumped the rest of the way.
After I re-gathered my armful of pointy, scratchy dried up twigs, now joined by the bush, I managed to find my way back to Kayleigh.
Note to self; next time I'm sent out to find stuff, mark a path so I don't waste half an hour wandering around the desert.
"Finally, took you long enough," Kayleigh said as I stumbled into the area, resulting in me falling on my front…again. "Smooth," she said, giggling.
"You try climbing over twenty feat then climbing back down with basically one hand," I grumbled as I sat up, brushing the dirt from my clothes. "And I don't see you doing anything anyway," I said and she smirked.
"That's cause I've got you doing everything," she said smugly. I glared at her.
"Well then you can start the fire," I said back, dropping my haul in front of her before sitting down, crossing my arms. She matched my smirk, swivelling onto her knees and grabbing some of the sticks.
"No problem," she said confidently as she started organising them into a fire. I watched her work, never saying a word as she carefully constructed a fire that wasn't too big or too small. I was impressed by how skilfully and quickly she worked, checking occasionally to make sure nothing had slipped out of place. She straightened up, clapping her hands together. "There, all done," she said happily.
"Not quite," I said, smirking slightly. She raised an eyebrow at me. "Care to light it?" I asked, the smirk on full display now.
"I was getting to that," she snapped.
"You have matches?" I asked.
"No. What eleven year old carries matches with them?" she asked. I shrugged.
"Cub scouts?" I offered. She scoffed, rolling her eyes but it made sense to me. "So how are we going to light it then?" Kayleigh looked over at me.
"We? Oh no. I'm lighting this fire," she said determinedly.
"Alright then…" I said, sitting back.
Kayleigh then spent the next half hour trying everything and anything she could think of to start a fire; She rubbed sticks together, found two stones and tried striking them together to make sparks (Resulting in her bashing her finger twice, haha) and she even tried what she called 'The spindle method' resulting in her getting a couple blisters on her hands and shouting at the sticks for five minutes. Every time I offered to help I would get my hand slapped away, sometimes by one of the sticks. So I settled for kicking back, laying on my side to watch. By the time she had finished the sun had gone down below the rocks, long shadows covering us.
When she gave up I crawled over to her, trying vainly to keep the giddy smile off my face.
"Do you want me to try now?" I asked in a gentle voice.
"No, I can do this," she groaned but didn't move her hands. I shook my head, gently sliding the sticks out of her hands. She hissed as the sticks brushed her raw hands and I mumbled a quiet sorry. "Now watch a pro," I said, grinning as I set to work.
A full hour later and I was pretty much in the same state as Kayleigh, only a lot more blisters and I had bashed all of my fingers because I was, in her words, just as stubborn but twice as thick headed.
"I think…we'll just settle for…no fire tonight," I panted, nursing my probably broken fingers against my stomach. Kayleigh nodded, her head tilting to look at the sky.
"Well I think we should try and get some sleep now. We've had a long day," she said as she crawled over to her bag.
"I don't think 'long' is the right word for it," I said with a chuckle. Kayleigh didn't laugh, but she did crack a small smile as she laid her head down on her bag and closed her eyes.
I rubbed my eye tiredly as I copied her, laying down with my head against my bag. My stomach growled loudly but I didn't feel like eating, the days events taking a bigger hit then I had imagined on my body. With one last look at Kayleigh, checking to make sure everything was finally ok for a little while, I shut my eyes.
Not one of my most exciting chapters but hey, I liked it and I feel it starts up the relationship between Jake and Kayleigh. You know the drill, what you liked, hated, thought was clever, funny, crap etc etc.