For the third time that morning, her snooze alarm went off. Groaning, she rolled over and stretched her arm up to where her alarm was and once more pressed snooze. Curling up again, she stared blankly at the wall with eyes filled with sleep and anger at the morning light. Well, maybe not anger, just extreme dissatisfaction and annoyance.

'School, I gotta get up for school. I gotta get ready for school,' she mumbled to herself in her head quietly. She tried to get herself motivated, but her body just wouldn't have it. The bed was so warm compared to the rest of the room, her body just didn't want to leave. It didn't help she had stayed up late finishing a section of the new game in her favorite series the night before. Suddenly there was a pounding at the door.

She jumped as best as one can lying down in bed and buried herself under her blankets. The pounding was really more like a knocking, but it sounded much louder to her still awakening ears. "Honey, are you up yet?" Her mom asked through the in a gruff sleepy voice filled with concern and annoyance in being awoken from the snooze alarm repeatedly.

She peered out from under her covers over at the door. "Yes, I'm up," she replied to the door. The alarm started beeping once more, so she reached over to shut it off once and for all that morning.

"Well, just make sure you're not late. School waits for no one." Her mother replied before shuffling down the hall and down the stairs back to her bed room and back to the comforts of her own bed. Like mother, like daughter.

Lugging herself out of bed, she threw on some pants and a shirt. She then realized that maybe a bra might be a good idea and went about fixing that. Fumbling, she managed to locate both of her heels from underneath her bed. She wasn't the most popular girl in school, but she could wear heels better than any girl and still feel comfortable (as long as she wasn't standing for hours on end.). Hell, she could run in them. She then sat on the edge of her bed and proceeded to brush her long brown hair, somewhat still taking in the morning.

Glancing over at the clock, which read 7:25, she calculated 20 minutes before she had to leave to make it in time for the bell. 'What do I want for breakfast, ' she pondered. 'Cereal? No. Eggs? Ew, no. Really I think I'd prefer no breakfast, but since I'll wish I had something in my stomach later, I guess I'll go with cereal.'

Walking out to the bathroom first, she applied her contacts and looked at herself in the mirror. 'Yup, I look like a zombie.' She walked down the hall towards the kitchen. 'But at least I look like a sexy zombie,' she smiled to herself. She scarfed down her Coco Pebbles knock off and quickly threw together her lunch and daily snacks, along with the five giant water bottles she took each day.

Suiting up and heading out the door, she got a block and a half away before realizing she had forgotten her Mp3. As the late September morning sun shined and a light wind softly flowed past her, she thought and agreed to herself that it still felt like a mild summer. The seasons didn't change much around there until the last second. As she came up on the corner, she looked both ways before attempting to cross the street. However, just as she lifted up her foot to move forward, a surprisingly strong wind blew right past her. It was strong enough that her small frame was forced to move with it along the curb and shut her eyes tight to prevent her hair from whipping them.

The wind left just as suddenly as it had appeared. Moving her loose hair from out in front of her face before opening her eyes, she did a double take of blinking. Straightening her hunched body, she just turned and stared at the vast grassy field that now expanded from every direction she stood at. Behind where she was standing, she could see a forest in the distance. In front, rolling hills covered in the same long grass that grew in height until they blended into the mountains far off. She stood speechless for a few moments until being able to make some sort of comment. "The hell…?" Suddenly it occurred to her that she was standing in the middle of some tall grass. Snakes like tall grass… You can't see snakes in tall grass…

She froze for a moment before bolting off towards the forest to escape from the imaginary snakes in her head. All the while wishing she didn't have her backpack to weigh her down and hoping this was all some dream because she had accidently fallen asleep after turning off her alarm.