A thrill of creating the biggest invention of time, the eagerness for introducing it to the world, hysterical excitement to bring evolution in the world. The professor jumped in exhilaration upon watching the scene she also didn't know she was this desperate to see.
"It's working! The banana is teleported, Dylan!!", her heart leaped up for utter amusement. The boy was just as delighted as the girl, grinning wide, opening his arms for the girl. Scarlett lunged into them, the joy rushing through her body.
The surprising yet expected happiness hit them like a meteorite. They were rooting for the machine to work for months. It was the first time when the girl had faced multiple failures in her invention. After inventing different theories and developing distinct technologies, she had grown accustomed to phenomenal accomplishments. She had forgotten the real feelings of contentment for each creation she introduced in the world. Confronting the number of disappointments, she came to realize the significance of appreciation and celebration for her own self. The surge of the most awaited pleasure flooded inside her, warming her from within.
"Let's begin my transfer!", stepping out the friendly hug, she flat out said in laughter.
"Right now? No! Are you crazy? We don't know what happened to the banana or when will it be teleported back", even so, the girl was likely to be on cloud nine but the boy had his feet on the ground. Without safety precautions, sending a human back in time would be like going crackers. There were many factors to consider and work on as well. For instance, how long the object was subjected to stay in the past.
"That's what I'm saying. We'd never find out what happened to the banana if we don't see it ourselves", persisting on her decision, the professor asserted back.
"Look, I see you're flying BUT YOUR BRAIN HAS NOT FLOWN OUT OF THAT THICK SKULL OF YOURS", no matter how many inventions the girl had made, she would go around proving that she had young, reckless blood running in her veins. She was only 21 after all. She was a scientist but she didn't have to act insanely to prove that she was really a one. Dylan was there to knock some sense into her if she was acting in the heat of the moment.
"This time machine is going to be my biggest project ever. You want me to sit here and watch the objects getting fascinated by the invention I've made myself?", fascinated? It was confirmed that the professor was speaking and acting on top of her head. She didn't even know what was on the other side.
"How about this? We let the machine be on and wait for the banana to be back. If it comes back, we will start preparing for your travel", Dylan looked at the girl with hopeful eyes. He was being sensible there and Scarlett being ridiculously irrational. They didn't have a glimmer of a hint about what could be on the other side. Well, travelling in the past meant meeting face to face the actions you had committed back then, still, it was all assumed. The studies were solely based on widespread speculations of theorists and other scientists since nobody had built a time machine before, neither had travelled in time.
"Also, you just promised me that you would find a nice guy for me if the travel worked. Stick to your words", the professor picked up on her bottom lip, nibbling on it while seemingly thinking hard.
"Fine", as they would wait for the banana to be dropped off in the present, she could finish some undone, pending tasks as well doing some preparations for the exams.
The week went by pretty faster. The professor would visit the laboratory every morning after entering the university and every evening before leaving for the home. As she was impatiently waiting for the arrival of the banana, she busied herself with some lectures. Tonight, the girl and her friend were going out, probably in a pub to find a boy for the latter. It was the weekend and the extra assignment was due on Monday night so they still had time to complete and upload it.
"Are we going to find a boy for me or you?", eyeing the girl from head to toe, Dylan asked. Scarlett had worn a black plain mini dress with full sleeves. Her hair was styled in a tight bun, a silver pendant hanging off her neck.
"Shut up and drive", wearing a crossed sign earring on the left ear, she adjusted in the passenger seat. There was a small circle formed at the intersection of two lines with a stone sparkling in the center. Dylan had come to Scarlett's home to pick her up.
"I won't mind if you end up in the bed instead of me tonight", the boy chuckled teasingly, earning a playful slap on the arm.
Scarlett was not against the idea though, she was 21. It was just that nobody could ever have her laid. She wasn't the type to be rolling in for cheesy, cliché stuff. There were hot boys in the city, excusing themselves right after knowing that the girl was a scientist. But since they were out on it tonight, perhaps she could have a pretty little chance without revealing much about herself. Could she?