[ WP ] Time travelling tourists from the future are commonplace at significant historical events . You get home and find time travellers watching you for an unknown reason .

Time travellers. These individuals who looked exactly like everyone else save for the silver band wrapped around their wrist complete with the identifiable logo of the company used to send them here. Nobody knew too much about them - mostly because they wouldn ’ t say much. Just that they were from some time in the future and that under no circumstances could they interfere with the past. 
 
 When they first began appearing there was a period when everybody went a little crazy, but over time people had become accustomed to it and it was not unusual now to see a crowd of them at any large event. Sometimes they came back for what appeared to be nothing in particular; perhaps just a long-term descendant here to see their great ancestor or something. Either way, it was clear that they were here only to observe and people left them alone for it. 
 
 To Jacob these individuals had become nothing more than figures in the background. For as far back as he could remember they had been a part of his life, the time traveller ’ s glances and stares were nothing new. Right after his birth, a news station had done a story on him after dozen ’ s of them had shown up to stand outside the room of his delivery. Because what else could so many be doing there unless he was some sort of wonder child, perhaps a future hero? 
 
 As he grew older the attention slowly faded away. He appeared to be nothing more than an average boy with average intelligence complete with an average personality. Nothing set him apart from every other child his age and the interest surrounding him quickly faded away. 
 
 But that was just because the others did not notice the glances and stares like he did. Every day, walking to or from school, going out to play with friends or simply going to grab something to eat. They were always there, and they went generally unnoticed by the others; they were surprisingly inconspicuous if you were not actively seeking them out. Jacob saw the silver bands though, and could feel their unassuming glances every so often in his direction. 
 
 
 The alarm blared. 
 
 
 Jacob groaned and felt around his bedside table, searching for the clock to put a stop to the dreadful noise. Once he had conquered the noise, he groaned a few more times and opened his eyes slowly, squinting from the harsh glare caused by the morning sun. He swung his feet over the side of the bed and began wondering whether or not he had studied enough the previous night for today ’ s math test when he froze – a man and woman were standing in the corner of his room, staring at him intently. Their sudden presence made him jump back slightly and draw a sharp breath. 
 
 “ Not so subtle today, are you guys? ” He said under his breath with a tinge of annoyance. Both of them chuckled silently at his comment, neither shifting their gaze from him. 
 
 While this was unusual, Jacob did not have either the time or the desire to question their being here, so he went about completing his usual routine. His parents were away for the week on vacation and so he had the house to himself. He ate, showered, packed his things and began the long trek out to catch the bus, which would whisk him away to yet anther day of highschool. He lived out in the middle of nowhere and just to get to the bus stop took him a good thirty minutes of walking. 
 
 The rest of the day proved to be no less unusual than the morning. All throughout the day these individuals from the future were there. Not like every other day, where the quick glances and sideways looks he could ignore or at least tolerate. These ones were in plain sight. The teachers and other students noticed it too, made clear by their uncomfortable shifts in their seats and nervous chatter. 
 
 By the end of the day Jacob was more than annoyed, if he felt like it would have any effect he would walk right up to one of the travellers and yell right in their face. But since he knew it would be a futile attempt, he simply resigned to waiting for the day to be over and these people to leave him alone. He stepped onto the bus and was relieved to see only other students sitting in the seats. But even still, their eyes were locked onto him and he could tell they were full of unease. That much attention from the time travellers meant something about him was different, and it didn ’ t necessarily mean something good. 
 
 When the bus pulled up to his stop on the edge of town, he walked to the front and stepped off onto the small path leading from town in the direction of his house. He looked back as the bus pulled away and saw dozens of eyes peering through the windows at him. 
 
 Why did it have to be me? He thought to himself. I ’ ve never done anything special in my life, if anything THEY are the reason I ’ m any different at all. He angrily sent a small rock lying on the dusty trail into the brush on the side. He began walking home, all the while cursing the time travellers as well as himself for being a part of it. 
 
 Midway through his walk a loud explosion rocked the air around him. Jacob jumped backwards, falling to the ground. Holy shit, what was that? His thoughts screamed inside his head as he climbed to his feet. Did a plane crash or something? He looked overhead and saw a long, dark trail of smoke disappear into the trees off to his right. Still shocked from the blast, all thoughts about his miserable day were temporarily forgotten. 
 
 Once the initial shock began fading, it did not take long for curiosity to get a hold of him and he took off towards where the smoke disappeared into the trees. The woods were thick and he could barely see ten feet in front of him as he raced through them, dodging around trunks and leaping over fallen branches. 
 
 It seemed like he had been running for ages and underneath the adrenaline he could feel the beginnings of a stitch in his side when he burst forth into a clearing, the trees thinning to nothing almost immediately. 
 
 He stopped in his tracks. In the middle of the space a column of smoke was rising from a charred crater scorched into the ground. It was clear that whatever it was that had exploded overhead, this was what remained of it. Jacob could not clearly see what exactly it was but it looked too small to be a plane. And surrounding the crater were thousands of eyes, belonging to individuals complete with silver bands on their wrists, all staring at him. 
 
 
 
 I know I broke the'home' rule, but I had too much fun writing this to change it! 

