Gone
Blurb: An Eighteen year old girl, by the name of Leah is missing. Not just from her city, but just all together. She is found in 1971. How did she get there? How does she get home? What happens when she meets the Titans? Well anything change? Well that ONE guy turn her life upside down?
Authors Note: I own Leah Hanson. No one else. This idea came to me when watching Remember The Titans today. You always want to meet you favorite characters. Well, what if it happened? Sorry, I always have to change this, the guys are seniors.

Chapter 1: Introduction. . .
In the year 2008

Leah Hanson was sitting in her living room, watching one of her favorite videos of all time; Remember The Titans! Getting to the part where Sunshine is introduced, he was stepping out of the car, with his father, and heading over to talk to Coach Boone and Coach Yoast.

"I never understood, how guys could have their hair as long as mine." She said out loud, of course no one answered, it was just her in the house, as usual. Leah, had this problem of talking to herself, and than answering herself. She just loved to talk, even if it meant to herself. Continuing on with her last statement; "No really though. That's the same length as my hair, maybe a little shorter. Because if I straighten my hair, than it's a tiny bit longer." Holding up her hair, as if she was showing it to Sunshine himself.

Looking outside, she saw that her neighborhood was empty. It reminded her of a ghost town, really no one was ever home. Not just at her own house, but all around her too. It was Spring break, which was a good thing, but to put a damper on things, It was almost over.

Pausing the DVD on her plastation two, she went in the bathroom to fix her hair. She wasn't the girl-iest girl, but she did have some traits, that begged to differ. Such as she did love, and almost have to straighten her hair, just something in her blood. And she had to wear her usual makeup, that consisted of; eye shadow, massacre, eye liner, and some slight foundation, well once in a while.

And perfume. She couldn't handle smelling like a guy. Well, a sweaty guy. She usually had three different scents on her at one time. Her parents thought it was weird, but all her friends, especially the guys never complained.

Now as for her non girl traits. The way she dressed. She was happy with wearing bagging sweats, and wearing fitted jean but with big holes in them. None of those jeans that came that way, she ripped her own. Usually on accident, with soccer, and everything.

She would wear hoodie's, that had to be her favorite clothing item. Than just regular tee shirts. Most of the time, black or white.

Running upstairs, she went to go grab her I-pod, and switched into her white tee shirt, that had blue letters' reading; "Listen. And take a lesson from the dead." It was a line from Remember The Titans. It was her favorite quote ever. Pulling her two shirts down, underneath the white tee shirt was a white tank top. Looking down at her favorite pair of jeans, having huge holes by the knee caps. Of course.