Hey! I can't believe I am writing another fanfiction... I really need to work on finishing my others but this idea was just too fun not to write :) I enjoyed writing this probably one of the most I've enjoyed writing. :P I know not that many people check the Next To Normal section of Fanfic but I am hoping for one review by the time I check tomorrow at 3ish :) Can you help me out a review? :D I have the next chapter written and if I do get a good feedback it will be up soon! :D Omg I might be seeing Next To Normal soon! I am discussing plans Saturday with my aunt :) I totally am buying the 'Valium is my favorite color' shirt. I don't care if I'll look crazy wearing it :P Haha Anyways ... I hope you enjoy! As Always -Greengirl16

A/N: Sorry for any grammar or spelling errors. I edited, but mistakes still slip through the cracks.

Natalie Goodman threw her books on the floor as she walked through the front door. Only a year and a half more of school and then she was gone and she wouldn't look back. Unless her plans went through and she graduated early, which she was desperate for that to happen.

She trudged up the stairs, deciding she'd do her homework later, that is if she ever did it. She wasn't in the mood, then again, when was she. She did pretty well in school, but lately things at home were starting to go downhill and she found herself caring less and less about everything. She entered her room and shut the door, locking it behind her. She crossed the room to her stereo and put on a CD and cranked the volume. Both her parents weren't home so she finally had space, something she desperately longed for, though she basically had all the space she wanted because most of the time her family forgot she existed.

She wasn't sure how long she had been sitting in her room, drowning in her music, tuning out the rest of the world. She faintly heard the telephone ringing. She was just going to let the answering machine get it, but she stood up and walked down the hall towards the stairs leading to the kitchen. She was still out of it because she had been listening to music for so long. She didn't notice the carpet corner had been folded up. She tripped. She tried to catch herself but failed to do so. She fell down the flight of stairs and smashed her head against the railing before landing on the hardwood floor at the bottom.

Natalie laid there still for a while before slowly rolling over and standing up. The phone was no longer ringing and the answering machine wasn't beeping like someone had left a message. She turned and walked back up the stairs. The house was silent, but she had thought she had left her stereo on… She re-entered her room and crossed to see why her stereo had stopped playing; only it wasn't there. "What the hell?" She asked herself.

She glanced at the window and saw that it was locked. How could her stereo disappear within a matter of five minutes?

"Natalie?" She heard her mom call. "Come down, breakfast is ready!"

When had her mom gotten home and since when did she cook?… Wait…breakfast…?

Natalie cautiously walked down the stairs. She entered the kitchen to see her mom putting pancakes on a plate and setting it by her seat on the table.

"Natalie! There you are! You slept in today."

"Since when do you pay attention to when I wake up?"

Diana gave her a puzzled look, but went back over to the stove to flip more pancakes.

"You're going to have to take the bus today. Your brother left without you. I tried to convince him to wait, but he said he needed to be there early today."

"Right…" Natalie said sarcastically.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm great." Natalie lied.

"You don't seem great. We can talk about it if you'd like."

Natalie choked on her pancake. "Talk?! You and me talking about my problems?!" She started laughing.

"Well if you don't want to talk to me I can pay for you to see a therapist, that is if you'd like… Actually one of my co-workers was talking about their therapist at work last week…What did he say his name was…? Something with an 'M'…"

"Let me guess, Dr. Madden?"

"That's it! How did you know?"

"Lucky guess."

"Margret said he was great."

"He sucks."

"You've met him?"

"Not exactly…"

"Well you're going to be late for school if you don't leave now."

Natalie nodded and ran and grabbed her books and walked out the door, barely catching the bus.

She arrived at school after the twenty minute bus ride. She walked to her locker to grab her books for first period.

"Hey Natalie!" A girl said, waving. Since when did they talk?

Natalie hurried to her locker and to first class. She walked in and sat down. She glanced around the room, receiving many smiles and waves from her classmates. She spotted someone in the front row that she recognized. "Henry!" She called out, getting a few strange glances from people.

Henry turned around and gave her a puzzled look. "Since when do you know my name?"

"Not you too…" Natalie muttered.

"Excuse me?"

"Never mind. I just need you to tell me what was that drug you gave me yesterday because I tried some yesterday and lately things have been weird. Is there some kind of side effect I should know about?"

"Drugs? It's Natalie right?"

Natalie nodded.

"Natalie, I've never tried any drug in my entire life, well besides Tylenol. Are you sure you've got the right Henry?"

"Yes, I am positive!"

"Well, I am sorry I can't help you, unless you need math tutoring, in which case, I am free every Monday or Wednesday."

Natalie gave him a strange look and returned to her seat, in shock.

Dan arrived home from work and picking up Diana at the doctor's. Diana slowly walked to the living room and Dan dropped his briefcase at the door and walked towards the kitchen. He was passing the staircase when he realized his daughter lying on the floor. "Natalie?!" He knelt down and shook her. She didn't wake up. "Diana!" He shouted. "Call 911!"

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