Episode 1
Laid over her bed she looked at the ceiling, trying to find an answer there even thought she knew it was impossible. Her, Lisa Marie Simpson, now fourteen, winner of uncountable school trophies………was going, again, through a "crisis" that she had never felt comfortable with…..Nelson Muntz, it really was incredible how someone could change through the trench of time… He was not the same person she had met eight years ago.
-Lisa come down now! The bus is here!- Marge shouted from the kitchen. She started to go downstairs slowly. The truth is that she thought about him a lot about him lately and at the end she asked herself what would have happened if she had changed the things before. Too late, now he had that Keltie Clamsey. That thought kept playing in her head. A noise of Bart snaps her out of her thought.
-Bart!-
-What? Hurry up or we'll be late to school-
They went up the bus, she had almost forgotten that these was her last year of school, because they had ascended her two years, next year she'll be going to college.
-Hey, Lis-
-What?-
-What are you thinking about?-
-Why?-
-Because your dripping-
Lisa was surprised that she was in fact dripping and hurried to make up an excuse.
-In the advantages that college will bring me-
-In school-
Everything was as usual. Her friends: Janey, Alex, Allison and a new kid named Avril; they talked about cell phones, movie stars, and fashion. She only nodded and looked, but didn't talk much, except on school work. One voice snap her out of her thoughts again.
A blond girl with brown eyes talked to her softly.
-Hey Lisa, do you think you can come over to my house today? I need help with science, I don't want to fail the year because of that class. Please you're my only choice.-
-Sure Avril, no problem-
The bell rang and Lisa, next to Allison and Avril went to music class. The teacher was an old, serious, and really short. He wore glasses and always used the same brown suite.
-Let's start- he said while he grab a chalk and draw a pentagram. He wrote a song in the blackboard. –Avril, I want you to play these in the piano while the rest of them play the song we have already practice-
The class started to practice while the teacher wrote some other things on the blackboard.
-It was OK, but it could have been better, so you will do it another ten times.-
The class protested, but the teacher ignored them and proceeded.
-Because you are still protesting it will be forty more times- Immediately the class started practicing. Allison and Lisa played the saxophone perfectly, while Avril played the piano in some parts.
Translation: musicgirl4e
Original: SlowMotionPATD