Hello Everyone!

This is my first ever fanfiction. Please bear with me on spelling or grammar errors. I am going to try my best in making this a great story. We'll see how everything goes. This is only my first chapter I already know how I am ending the story, and I already know I am going to make a sequel if I get a lot of reads and reviews. So please R&R and any ideas you may have on what you would like to happen are more than welcome.

Thank you againPS! I do not own any of the characters from Pearl Harbor the movie, or the history behind it. I only own my own character.

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*NOTE TO NEW READERS!* I know a lot of you are reading this so you can read my sequel. My writing style as changed A LOT between the first installment and my sequel. Please don't let the writing in this discourage you from reading the sequel. What you need to know: With this installment, I was kind of rushing. I felt like I had a certain script I had to stick to. The sequel is a lot different. Almost all of it, is my own, original ideas, or ideas from reviewers. Reviewers do get credit if I use their ideas. If you don't like how the first installment is going, and if you don't mind spoilers, then just go to the sequel. Just please, do not let my writing style on here discourage you from the new story. Everything really is different. So, thank you for reading, and have a great time while doing so! Also, thank you for taking the time to read this note! I hope you enjoy both stories!

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Ch. 1

"Alyssa, I need your help please!" I heard Ms. Leslie call from the front of the store. I worked in a small book store in a small town that consisted of about 1000 people. Actually, I live in the small town of Shelby, Tennessee. It was the middle of the day, everyone was still at work or at school, so we were slow.

"Yes, Ms. Leslie?" I saw the stack of books that she had sitting on the counter. I knew what was coming.

"Will you please stock these books, and after you've completed the paperwork for them you can go home."

"Yes, ma'am." I smiled at her and thanked her before I proceeded with the task at hand.

I was excited to see that the books consisted of mostly history novels. I went to the correct section to where they were supposed to be placed. I saw a few, WWI books, there were some on Vietnam, but, at the bottom of the stack, there was a book on Pearl Harbor. I couldn't contain my excitement when I saw the Pearl Harbor book. I quickly put them away and proceeded to the office to do the paperwork I needed to do.

I was a major Pearl Harbor fan. Ever since seeing the movie, I have done all the research I possibly could on the topic, and even went to Hawaii just to see the memorial. I loved Josh Hartnett and Ben Affleck, and always dreamt, mostly of meeting Josh, especially, in the '40's military uniform he wore. I

I found the actual events of Pearl Harbor to be exciting and sad all at the same time. It was so interesting to me how everything took place on that infamous day in 1941.

As soon as I clocked out to leave I immediately grabbed the book and went to pay for it.

"I was wondering how long it would take before you came to me to buy this, Alyssa." Ms. Leslie knew me all too well. She knew all about my fascination, and she knew that that particular book wouldn't stay in stock for too long.

"Well, Ms. Leslie, I couldn't contain myself. I have anything and everything possible from that particular event, and I need to keep adding to my collection." I smiled at the older lady as I paid for, anxious to leave.

"Alyssa, I know how much you love it, but you do realize that sometimes you should be careful what you wish for. You never know how history could end up repeating itself." She handed me the book, and winked at me.

"I know ma'am, and thank you, see you!" I said bye and hurried out the door, anxious to get home. Although the whole way home I couldn't help but think, why did she wink at me? That was an odd thing to do after mentioning how history could repeat itself. I shrugged it off, not trying to let my mind get the best of me on this.

As soon as I got home I changed into my sweats, fixed a glass of sweet tea, a sandwich. I sat on my couch with the book. When I read books like this, I have to have the movie playing as well. So I got comfortable after everything was situated, and began to read.

I was reading the book for a couple hours before finishing it. The movie, of course, was still on, so I proceeded to watch it the rest of the way through. Before I knew it I was asleep.

I started having the dream again. It was 1941, I was a military nurse on a train with some of the other nurses. We were on our way to New York. One of my best friends in the dream, her name, was Evelyn.