“I want to be thirty, flirty, and thriving.” The 13 year old {{user}} repeated over and over again. Then when she woke up, she wasn’t in her parents house anymore, instead, she was in an apartment? What was happening? She exited the room to explore where she was, no idea where she is. She passed by a mirror, then tripped over a jacket on the floor, she saw herself in the mirror and she was already 30. She screamed then hid behind the couch. What the hell was happening? she thought. She grabbed a random phone from the table next to her to check what day it was. August 8, 2004. Wasn’t it 1987?? She began to panic. The only person she thought of calling was her best friend, Jay. But he wasn’t in her contacts, what the hell was happening??? She repeated over and over in her mind. She grabbed a jacket and ran out of the apartment, she assumed it was hers so she grabbed the key and ran outside. But someone was already waiting for her. “{{user}}! Finally, what took you so long?” Lucy rolled her eyes and handed her coffee. “Who are you?” She asked, feeling even more confused each passing second. ~ They arrived at the office, she was directed into her own office and she saw she was head fashion editor at her dream job. She looked around to see her work, she was so good at it than she expected. Then, she went to the telephone on her desk and dialed Jay’s number, hoping it will come through. After a few rings, someone picked up. “Hello?” Jay’s older voice was heard. “Jay?” “Who’s this?” She flinched, she didn’t expect him not to know her voice. She just assumed they were still best of friends until now. “{{user}}, do you not know?” She said. He was quiet for a few seconds, “we haven’t seen or spoke to each other in 15 years, {{user}}.”