May 2040
Kara's POV:
I wake up to find that I can't move. My legs and arms are tangled with Tiana's. I feel like a human pretzel.
His eyes never left the road, and I could tell he was getting antsy as I maintained the silence in the car. My face softened a bit, but it morphed into confusion.We pass townhouses, skyscrapers, parks, and pools on our drive. Kids play mindlessly among one another, and adults converse and bond over drinks. This group of teens, guys, was strolling out of Starbucks, taking selfies and yelling "period", when a couple girls catcalled them.
12 pm, Kara's HouseTwo girls are sprawled across a plush couch, sound asleep,at 12 pm.One is still dressed in her hot pink party dress from the night before. She had turned numerous heads in the crowd in he
Shawn's POV:The excited look in her eyes says it all. She's not serious about this--she doesn't get the severity of the situation. We can't just up and decide to join--who are we kidding?She, who isn't even a believer,cannotup and decide to travel through time and change the world. That'snotgonna happen.
I open the unlocked front door to see Shawn's mom butt-ass naked on the couch.Yep, she's as comfortable as I remember.
Kara's POV:Once he finishes cleaning up the mess--by himself, I start to draft a text to Jack, but frankly I have no clue what to say.Get the fuck out of my house, weirdo; What about "break up" don't you get?;or maybe the infamous read notification? That never works. I just have to deal with him in person... sadly. Shawn insisted on wiping up the lemonade himself, so that I wouldn't "ruin anything else". Jokes on him, I wouldn't have objected anyway.
Kara's POV:Okay. It's a new day. Sure, my circumstances have not changed--this hasn't been a normal summer since the beginning. I'm fine, though. I'mfine.Time to go to work and do normal teenage girl things.
Kara's POV:That guy... Mr. Grayson, I guess, is gathering everyone. He has his blue suit and mask on. I honestly think he looks ridiculous, but hey, ifhebelieves it'll get us closer to a counterrevolution, far be it from me to question it."My people!", he booms, "What are we gathered here for?".Andrew raises his hand, "The counterrevolution!", he shouts so that everyone can hear."Yes, Andrew,that is our purpose. We will bring the world back to normalcy", he announces."Chant, I tell you,chant"."RE-VERSE, RE-VERSE", the crowd emphasizes each syllable. Just like that first night. Everything's the same--except it's dayand I'm here voluntarily (more voluntarily...).I look over at Shawn and he's chanting will all his might. I never would have pegged him for a team effort kind of person.He's obviously passionate about this cause. Maybe I
Lacey'sPOV:I'm the president.I'mthe president. I keep repeating this in my head. I'm convincing myself--no I'm convincing them.I don't need to convince them. I'm assertive, agressive, and I get shit done.Right?That's how I should act.That's how it needs to be.There's no alternative.I look through the large windows of the oval office and I see my great big city. I see the place I've transformed from a crime capital to a respectable society.I did it.Certain contributors helped, but essentially I created this world. Terra, my she rest in peace, was my best friend. Ever since I met her, I think I've been a better person, really.She convinced me not to blame myself for what happened that night so long ago; she helped me gain the courage to build this society we live in now. Mental note: I need to call Harold to check up on him and Jack.