text: [Themes: modern, humor, romance, science fiction]
  
  Hi, my name is Steve, and I am a Sophomore in High School. I like my name because Captain America has the same first name...
  
  Well what else can I say about myself? Um, I like Star Wars, doing crazy things, and Crissy. I do not like Jar Jar Binks, re-doing tests, or telling people that I can travel through time. Also, this conversation proves that I am slightly unhinged. I talk to myself because I find talking to others as... unfair.
  
  I will give an example.
  
  I walk up to a fellow student--I think his name is Jim--and say, "Hello, Jim."
  
  He looks at me in a funny way as he replies, "Uh, my name is not Jim."
  
  "Oh, sorry. What is it?"
  
  "I am Veniamin." Oh, I was apparently wrong. Now, I'll go back in time.
  
  [Author's Note: Steve is a time traveler, but he is not a superhero. He does not use his powers for battling evil or being evil. In fact, he does not even know what to do with his gloomy and crumbling life. Perhaps today things will be different. Perhaps today his present and future will be saved by... quite a special person. Author's Note: The endings depend on Steve's previous decisions. There is one special ending found half way through the game, one sad ending, two real endings that are found at the end, and the true epilogue that is the best ending. (The best ending has Stephanie in it in case you are wondering.)]
  
  > go back in time
  Here, I will show you how this works... again.
  
  I walk up to a fellow student--who I now know as Veniamin--and say, "Hello, Veniamin."
  
  He looks at me in a funny way as he replies, "Uh, have we met."
  
  "No, I just knew that you were in my class. I thought that I should say hello."
  
  "Oh, well thanks."
  
  "See you around."
  
  "Okay."
  
  Now, what should I do? I am sort of bored.
  
  > pull the fire alarm
  I walk over to the fire alarm and pull it down. As a result, I hear the alarm. People rush all about because nobody likes getting caught on fire. I follow them and wait outside. The fire department eventually arrives and tells the students that, much to my peers' distraught, the school will not burn down.
  
  I also got suspended because I left my backpack at the fire alarm, but I am glad that happened. I hate doing bad things to people.
  
  I had better go back in time again especially since the Principal called in my sister who is rightfully furious.
  
  > go back in time once again
  Okay, I just finished talking to Veniamin. Now, what should I do that does not involve pulling fire alarms?
  
  > Go punch somebody
  I walk up to the school bully. He loves bullying girls, so I always thought of him as a sexist. I am not a girl meaning that he does not bully me, yet nobody does. I am mostly "that odd student". I am a shadow who blends into the surroundings only occasionally helping people, but that is because I normally just try to find creative ways to pass the time (over and over again).
  
  He is talking to this Freshman as I arrive. She clearly looks uncomfortable, and his hand is on her shoulder.
  
  I sucker punch the bully--whose name is Al--in the back of the head. People around me mostly cheer because who does not want to see a scrawny kid get beat up by a 6'4 behemoth. Did I mention that Al is on the football team?
  
  I grunts sort of like a monster and turns around. He uses colorful language to tell me that he is going to beat me up for that.
  
  Then, he wallops me in the face using a left-hook punch. I fall to the ground and spit out a tooth. My face now hurts so much.
  
  Okay, now what do I do?
  
  > lay there like a slug (because it is your only defense)
  I lay there like a slug. It is my only defense...
  
  It does not work. Al picks me up by the arm and prepares to punch me again; however, he does not hit me. Instead, I can see his eyes light up.
  
  He sneers, "Hey kid, you punched me first. You are going to the principal's office, then you will be suspended, Freak." Hmm, perhaps I should have made him punch me first.
  
  > go back in time and make Al punch you first
  I walk up behind Al again. I tap him on the shoulder this time.
  
  "What do you want?!"
  
  "Stop bothering her."
  
  "Make me."
  
  "I'll get the principal."
  
  "Screw you."
  
  "To afraid to fight somebody half you body weight?"
  
  "Are you calling me fat?"
  
  Because we never got along before anyway, he throws a left-hook punch on my face, and I fall to the floor.
  
  > watch out for the left-hook
  I go back in time to just before Al punched me. This time, I duck under his fist much to his astonishment.
  
  Then, he punches me in the chest, and a rib might have broken. Pain does not feel good; therefore, I will try not to feel much of it anymore.
  
  > continuosly redo the fight until you beat Al
  I go back and time. I duck under the punch and swerve out of the other's way. Then, he body-slams me.
  
  I go back in time again. I duck, I swerve, and I dodge. I proceed to taunt Al because he clearly looks like a wimp at this point. Then, he hits me hard enough to see stars. Yes, I actually see stars. I thought that only happens when writers are to lazy to say anything less cliché; however, I see stars.
  
  I go back in time again. I repeat my moves again, and I still taunt Al. I dodge the star-punch and decide that I might as well humiliate the guy. I therefore... er... punch him below the belt. He falls over in pain just as a teacher arrives. He does not look angry though; I would say that he looks more surprised than anything else.
  
  Well, it is time to go to the Principal's office. It has forty-one tiles on the floor for some reason, there is a crack in the paint behind the chair with the wobbly leg, and the secretary's keyboard makes a slightly different typing sound whenever the letter "z" is typed.
  
  Yes, I have spent way to much time in there. No, nobody remembers me ever going there before.
  
  After a few minutes of waiting on the Principal doing something in her office (I noticed she likes playing Pac-Man online), she comes out with a stern face on. The teacher leaves us with the Principal, and I prepare myself for one of these rants.
  
  > Eh, you did not expect this
  She says in a stern voice, "So... I heard what happened between you two." Al is still fuming at this point. He lost his reputation for being tough just like how Scott Farkus lost his.
  
  She continues, "So, why did you do it?" It is a rhetorical question. Somehow, my Principal always knows exactly whatever happens at my High School that involves a fight. Sometimes, I wonder if she watches the video-feed from all of the hallways like some sort of spy.
  
  I answer the Principal in a respectful tone (because that is the one she likes the most), "He was terrorizing a girl, so I stopped him."
  
  "No!" stammers Al (who is an idiot at this type of stuff), "He attacked me for no reason." The final nail is in his coffin. I am the student who never gets into fights (that anybody remembers). Al just came back after suspension.
  
  The Principal then tells us, "Scott, you are suspended. Steve, I am giving you a warning. If you see anything bullying happening, get a teacher. Okay."
  
  "Yes, Ma'am."
  
  "You may leave now."
  
  I leave while Al is simply standing dumfounded with his mouth wide open. I was equally as stunned. I look behind myself one last time at the two behind me... I see the girl that Al was terrorizing in the principals' office. She nods at me.
  
  I guess that is how the Principal got her information.
  
  The rest of my time at school is boring because I do not use my time traveling again. This is because my mind will get tired. For example, if I time travel throughout the day for 24 hours, then my mind will feel as iff I have been awake for 24 hours. The feeling really sucks.
  
  Fortunately, the final bell rings. I leave class and walk to my car; however, I stop in my tracks. This is because I hear my name being spoken behind me. I turn around and see the girl who I saved from Al.
  
  "Steve, uh... thanks for doing that... Why did you?" She has blonde hair, is pretty, et cetera. All you need to know, brain, is that she looks quite nice.
  
  > Like fighting.
  "Meh, I like fighting."
  
  "Oh," she stops to sign before she continues, "well, try not to get into any more fights. At least, at the school. My mom will not be as kindly to you next time." Oh, she is the Principal's daughter. I remember now.
  
  As I walk home, I begin to think of how to fight again. I am almost invincible, so I should have some fun with this. Why did I not think of this earlier? Oh, that is because you are my brain, and you decided for me to like fighting.
  
  I eventually realize that I forgot about my car. Oops.
  
  I go back in time to when I was in the parking lot again, but it was after talking to that girl. I start the car and drive home.
  
  > drive home
  I am driving home. Cars are to the left of me, and cars are to the right. I am still fairly uneasy with driving since I technically got my license only last month (even though I used my abilities to practice for much longer).
  
  I slam on my brakes. Some moron just cut me off for no reason. Rage boils through my veins. I really want to wreck his car excessively, but I never ever killed or severely harmed anybody before.
  
  > wreak him!
  I decide to because I have totally gone insane. I put the gas petal to the floor and begin chasing the driver. I begin laughing hysterically, and I turn on heavy metal music as high as I can bear. We fly by other cars and soon police are chasing us. Up ahead of us is a large bridge over a deep gully. On the other side is a police barricade. I have to wreak the the car now.
  
  I try to push the enemy car over the bridge, but I miss. Instead my own car somehow manages to flip over the bridge's railings.
  
  I do not go back in time to save myself because I am to busy flapping my arms like a bird.
  
  Then, I explode when the car and I crash into the gully.