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AUTHORS NOTE: Well, I guess I want to make a story once again. These usually never turn out finished, and then its just an unfinished story. But I promise that this will be a completed story. Please note that this story has no planning what-so-ever, and so there will be major Writer's block and shitty ideas. Sorry. sweatdrop

Another Chance- Chapter 1

The pen rattled against the wood floor, and Kris just stared at it. A stupid thing to do, when you're taking notes for a very special test that you had to take. But why bother? Kris was a straight A student, perfect grades, everything about her was just perfect. Resting her head on her desk, she closed her eyes. She hadn't had a good morning today. Exhaling loudly, she lifted her head after a few minutes, sitting straight up. "Uh, Kris?"

The fourteen year old slowly turned to a blond haired girl, whom everyone called Jessi. She was slightly annoying, but nevertheless a very good friend, and a best friend for Kris. Jessi was startled by the appearance of the tired looking face, and moved her desk slightly away. Kris' face was full with tiredness, little lines etched below her eyes, and dark circles as well. She didn't bother to cover her eyes with her long, black, hair. The blond thirteen year old stuttered silently, "Uhm, you dropped your pen..." her finger nervously pointing to the pen that was on the floor, and her eyes kept switching back to the pen, Kris, then the teacher, and so on.

Kris gave a happy smile all of a sudden and whispered back, "Thanks, Jess! You're the best friend ever!" She picked up the pen, her hand barely scooping it up. She placed it on the desk, but the pen just rolled into her lap. Jessi expected Kris to just put it back on the desk again, but she didn't and so she sighed and continuing writing notes down, her eyes switching to the textbook then back to the paper, scribbling notes. Jessi was part of the rest of the class once again, everyone doing the same thing as everyone else. Except Kris. She was the one who wanted to sleep on her desk, not bothering to study. The teacher walked over to the girl's desk and whispered, "Kris...thanks for joining us..."

The class started giggling at her. She sighed and got up, then like a robot, she started taking notes. The rest of school was pure torture, she was too tired to do anything, and she got in trouble in every class. After school she was called to the principals office. She sat in her seat, slouching, waiting for the longest rant of her life. The principal was known for giving out long speeches to students who did bad things. But Kris didn't know what was it like, and now she was going to know what it felt like. And Kris never wanted to know. The principal came in, her face in a sort of a glare and a kind smile. It was weird to see the two smashed together. She sat in her seat, and said, "Kris, Kris, Kris... what a pleasure it is to see you! You know why you're here, yes?"

"Because I was sleeping in all my classes..."

"Yes you were!" She snapped, slamming papers on her desk that had nothing to do with Kris. The startling sound seemed to finally wake up her, for she had jumped in her seat. "Now, let me continue. Now, Kris, you've been such a good girl, we got along so well! So many accomplishments! You know, I'm like you, always paying attention, doing good things, everything that a teacher wants! You may be like me someday!"

They were totally off the subject right now. All the principal was doing was praising Kris, compliment after compliment, she couldn't stop. When she mentioned that she would be like her someday, Kris got a sick feeling in her stomach. She would rather not follow the rules than become a woman such as the principal. She was old, she wasn't pretty at all. Maybe she focused on accomplishments instead of beauty. And Kris did both. Maybe she could stay smart and stay pretty... Now Kris wasn't listening at all, just wondering...until the woman started to talk louder. "And now, you're doing this?! Sleeping, when you have a chance to learn?! Madness, madness!"

Kris hid her smirk as the principal went into her rant stage. For the rest of her speech, Kris wasn't listening, she kept thinking about her future. She was such a teacher's pet which everyone hates. Would she actually end up as a ugly old woman in the future, instead as a gorgeous, young-looking, woman? She seemed to slouch once again.

Kris was finally released after a total of ten minutes. She walked outside, breathing fresh, fresh air. This, finally woke her up. She sat in the car with her mom, as they drove back to her home. But for some reason, she seemed that something might go terribly wrong...

To be continued...

A little peek into the future: "Kris! Kris!" Kris could hear a familiar voice. But it sounded like her mom! But...if her mom would be calling her, that would mean...

She pushed away rubble and felt immense pain. It hurt so much she fell against the concrete. She could see shoes of a woman's, and she wanted to scream out "MOM!" But no voice didn't come out.

She was dead.

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