I peered into the dusty shelf and blinked the dust out of my eyes. My keen eyes took in every single item in the old and almost abandoned antique shop.

I couldn't believe they were going to sell it in a week! This was the only local antique shop and god knew I spent half of my time and moat of my pocket money in here.
History fascinated me, as did all this antique stuff. The Victorian time vases, merchandise from the Mughal Era, small daggers from the Trojan War - I loved it all.

Suddenly, a small piece of metal caught my eye. Curiously, I took it out of its rack, holding it up in the air to examine it. I let out a gasp. It was a harry potter time turner!
But what was a fandom pendant doing here?

Almost giddy with excitement, I flung my finger across it, watching the little rings rotate. And suddenly they weren't the only things rotating. I looked up with wide eyes as the everything spun around me and I stumbled, landing on the floor.

The floor. It wasn't the flea filled carpeted floor of the antique shop. I recognised the grey tiles too well. I looked up and around, my eyes wide as I took in the red building towering before me, the buzzing voices around me. I looked at the checkered shirt and my pleated beige skirt. It couldn't be.....but it was!

I was back in highschool.

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I got up, my eyes and mouth wide open as I took in my surroundings. But how could this be? One moment I was in that antique shop with the time turner and the next second -
the time turner!

I opened my fist to reveal the piece of metal that had cause all the chaos. Wow. This was the real deal. This was the real time turner!

Judging by the faces of the children in the playground this was a time period when I was very much in the school.

Sure enough, I spotted myself sitting alone in a corner, quietly eating my lunch.

Wow, I looked so different back then! The little me had dark long hair neatly braided up, a pudgy face and crooked teeth with braces on.

Now I had shoulder length hair, tanned skin and had lost some of my weight. What with my now straight teeth and petite glasses framing my face, no one would recognise me.

Curious, I walked towards my older self when someone cut through my path walking towards younger me.

My eyes widened as I saw who it was and my younger self's expression.

It was that day.
It was edged into my memory. My first heart break, the first time I was left completely alone, the first time in 10 years my best friend had turned away from me.

Had I somehow subconsciously brought myself to this very day, this very moment?

It had seemed like such a huge deal at that time. But she had never really been worth my time,the tears and the gifts.

I looked at her as she walked away, suddenly realising I could change things.. I didn't care if the future would change if I did this, it would only change for the better.

I walked over to my younger self who was rather taken aback at the confrontation, yet not truly surprised she had seen this coming.

"Hi", I smiled at her, and she looked up, surprised and confused at being talked to someone older than her. Being antisocial she had barely known all of her classmates, let alone girls of higher classes.

"Hello", she said, politely, staring at me.

"Sorry to interfere but I just saw that your best friend left you...." I said, sitting down beside her.

Her eyes widened.
"How do you know she was my best friend, let alone what she said?"

I gave her a small smile.
"Your face is an open book."
It was something I was still struggling at.

"Oh", she said, shrugging a bit.
"I saw that coming", she mumbled.

"But it would still have broken you....don't take it too hard."

"What?" she scrunched up her eyebrows.

"She wasn't worth you. Any of your time, thoughts, gifts, smiles. She isn't your whole life. Trust me when U say this but you'll forget about her soon enough. I know letting go is hard but clinging to her memories won't help you", I said softly.

She stared at me without any response but I could literally feel her thankfulness at the advice. She liked that someone cared about how she was feeling.

"Thank you", she said, after a long time.
"Maybe that is what I needed to hear..."

The bell clanged loudly, indicating the end of the break.

I stood up and smiled down at her.
"You need to learn not  to give away your heart to everyone...its very delicate. And watch out who you make friends with next year....people are not always who they seem to be."

I leaned down and whispered, "Trust no one."

She could only smile at the reference and I finally turned away from her.
I didn't know how what I had done just now would have an impact on my future but I was glad I had done this. Many a times I had thought that if I could have ever changed a moment in my life, it would be this one.

To warn myself that not everyone was my friend. I needed to keep my eyes open and realise who was gold and who was just gold plated.

I gasped as I felt something warm sting my hand. I looked down to see the time turner vibrating.

What the hell I thought and the world seemed to float around me, whirling round and round until I had my head in my hands.

And I was back in the antique shop. I was on my knees, my fingers clutching the carpet and I frowned as I stood up again, dusting my clothes free of all the dirt.

What had just happened?

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