| *Lovely Rita* By Rachel R. Brown Copyright 2000. May not be used without permission. |
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| Chapter 9 The Sea of Time |
| Next thing Rita knew she was sitting on a number 9 on a huge clock face with hands ticking rapidly by. She saw JoJo sitting on the 6, Pam was on the 3 and Paul was on the 12. �What�s happening!� Rita called out. She glanced up and saw there were clocks above her and clocks below her and clocks all around her. �We�re in the Sea of Time!� replied Paul. �We must be getting closer.� �I have to admit, it�s getting better,� Pam smiled. �A little better all the time. I am actually enjoying this.� �I�d rather be in California,� sighed JoJo. �Wonder what time it is.� �It�s 12:00... No, 8:30.... No, 5:15.... No, 1:10,� Rita said looking confused all of a sudden. �All the clocks say different times!� �I just hope the concert hasn�t already happened,� Paul said. �We haven�t been here THAT long, have we?� asked Rita. �It�s hard to tell,� Paul said. �After all, time flies when you�re having fun.� He flashed his cute smile at Rita. �Well we don�t have to worry about time flying too fast then,� JoJo said. �I�m certainly not having much fun on this trip.� �Aw come on,� said Rita. �It�s all in the mind.� �Are we turning in circles or is everything around us turning in circles?� Pam asked. �It�s hard to say,� Paul answered. �Could be some of both.� �We sure aren�t getting anywhere just sittin' here on time,� JoJo reminded them. �Peace out, man,� Paul said. �Time is on our side.� JoJo frowned and crossed his arms, looking rather disgusted. Rita could tell that he was getting extremely annoyed by this whole thing and would much rather be back in the Yellow Submarine with just him and Pam, where things were fairly normal. �Look at Rita, would ya!� Paul exclaimed. �She�s sure getting high!� The number 9 which Rita was sitting on was rising high into the air above the rest and sprouted into a flower around her. Rita was surprised, but having fun too! �Oh man! This is trippy!� she called. Then the flower burst right up through the clouds. Soon the other three come sprouting up through the clouds on flowers also. |
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