Toby woke up in 1955. He was He was a reality shifter. He did it by replacing the Toby that was already here. Not permanently, just until he left. Toby got up, looking at himself. Wow, look at me! That's when his mother came in. Toby jumped at the strange woman who asked her son if he was okay. Toby quickly nodded his head and she told him that breakfast was on the table. Toby got up slowly and walked down the stairs where he saw a man, a teenage girl, a little boy, an older man, maybe a little older than Toby, so like 21, (The 21 year old is Toby’s brother) and then another man sitting next to him, who was that man's best friend. Toby sat down quickly, not making any sudden moves or any sudden sounds. He was embarrassed. His face was all red. He didn't know who any of these people were and he didn't like meeting new people. The best friend was obviously a greaser. He had the jacket and everything that was slicked back there. He looked gorgeous. Exactly to his type.