Forward to Times Past

By: Regno Cuore

A/N: Okay, This is my very first piece of fanfiction, so I ask that you all will be very gentle. This is a very odd plot that I thought up while I lay in bed listening to Panic! At The Disco. You'd think that that would have to do with the plot but it doesn't. Just a random tidbit of information.

You must also bear with me on this story. It might go a bit slow at first but that's only because I have to build up the story. You know, start a back-story that just so happens to fit in with the main story even though you don't know it yet until a long while later. With that being said, I don't know how long the story will be. It could end after a few chapters. It could be the longest story on Or my muse, Babette, could run away on me and I'm left with an incomplete story. So I hope you'll like it and be patient with me for updates, 'cause I have a job and all that as well.

I think this is the longest Author's Note ever. Future ones will not be this long, hopefully. So sit back and enjoy folks! And I hope you like it!

Full Summary: Mena Hudson has a normal life. Well, as normal a life a 14-year-old can have when her father's a halfa and her grandparents are quite laughable ghost-hunters. And to top matters off, she's starting High School! And just when she thinks her life can't get any weirder, it does. One of her grandparents ghostly inventions goes awry and Mena, along with her two best friends, Jake Haskin and Derek Thiessen, are sent back in time.Twenty years to be exact. So now, with the trio stuck in 2004, they have to find a way back to their time before they do something in the past that could ruin their future! Like, Mena meeting up with her 14-year-old parents..

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and the original characters that you don't recognize. There's a few. But other than that, give the credit to Butch Hartman.

Chapter 1: Daughter

Amity Park – 20 Years in the Future

"Mena! Really now, you should be getting up now. You don't want to be late for your first day of school!"

Mena groaned, grabbing her pillow and smashing it over her head, pretending she didn't hear her grandmother's warning of getting out of bed. Why is she even here anyway? Shouldn't she be at her own house making yet another ghost-hunting contraption?

She yawned loudly, not even bothering to smother it, before flipping on her stomach and trying to go back to sleep. She really was dreading going to school. But no, not just school…

High School.

Her first day of High School started today, and she really wasn't looking forward to it. Although her best friends, Jake and Derek, were beyond ecstatic. Calling her the night before and gushing over the larger campus, the better food, and the hot, older girls.

At that, Mena glared at her best friends of 5 years through the phone and hung up on them, letting them entertain themselves over the wonders of high school.

But her? She'd be grateful if she could stay in her comfortable bed for the rest of her life.

"Mena! Hurry up! Your bacon and pancakes are getting cold!"

Mena's ears perked up this. Pancakes? Her parents never made breakfast like that. She'd always have to deal with cold cereal and the occasional mush that they called oatmeal. Mena couldn't remember when she had a hot breakfast with pancakes and bacon…

Her mouth was watering already.

"Bacon?" She whispered to no one in particular. She definitely has never had bacon in her house before, her mother never letting her have any kind of food that used to have a face on it. Although, unbeknownst to her mother, she'd go the local hamburger joint, appropriately named Al's Burger Joint. About 15 years ago Al Miller bought the property that used to have another hamburger place sitting atop it's soil. A restaurant that Mena's parents told her was called Nasty Burger. But it burned down when some of it's special condiments combusted and took down the entire building, unfortunately, with five people still inside. The papers called it 'The Biggest Tragedy That Amity Park Has Faced'.

Mena swung her feet over the edge and dragged herself across her room into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and grimaced.

Mena was a rather scrawny 14-year-old. It didn't help that she was 5'7" tall, making her look a lot thinner and frailer than she really is. Her shoulder-length jet-black hair was full of knots that she knew would be a job in itself to get out. She leaned toward the mirror to stare more closely at her face. Blemish-free, she thanked the beauty gods for that one. She scrunched up her small, button nose before sticking her fingers in her mouth to stretch her lips far apart, checking out her straight, white teeth.

Making faces at herself in the mirror is kind of a daily routine. She was never one to obsess over her face or make-up or the clothes she wears. She'll only wear things that make her comfortable. She thinks of that far before fashion and style. She never looks in the latest magazines and sees what's in. She buys what she likes, and she doesn't care if they're ugly to someone else or not. She gets them 'cause she thinks it's her.

She studied her eyes closely in the mirror and smiled slightly. Even though Mena was a very attractive girl, none of her other features came as close to her liking as her eyes did. Bright, sky blue. Almost eerily unnatural. She liked the fact that no one else she knew had those eyes.

Well, except her father.

"MENA! If you don't get down here in two minutes, your pancakes and bacon are going down the drain!"

Mena's bright eyes widened through the mirror. Oh-no…

"COMING GRAMS!"

She ran out of the bathroom and grabbed her blue bathrobe that was hanging on her desk chair. Shoving her small feet into her fuzzy slippers, she took one last deep breath before bounding down the stairs to face the first day of the rest of her life.

A/N: Yay! First chapter up. Read and Review please! I'll have the next chapter up soon!