A/N: I should really update more often, but I don't. And I have some uber good and bad news.

I have a job. As a buffet cooker. I am no cook, so I have no idea why they hired me. But I work nights, so I don't know how I'll be able to write this story lol. So yeah, this chapter is a little faster paced that some of the previous ones.

I have a new motto, "Happy cheese comes from happy cows. Happy cows come from California"

Ok WTF? So I've been transferred into my great aunt's body. Which is odd since I don't have a great aunt Megan or a great uncle Joe. Maybe this isn't my grandma? But, I am so certain that I've seen this picture before. The only way to tell is if this supposed grandmother of mine, has the same purple eyes as my mom and me. But, that's impossible since the photo is black and white.

Maybe I should sleep on it..

Great now I'm humming that lame song by Meat Loaf... Ironically, I stuck the photo underneath my pillow, and fell asleep.

Several more weeks passed, and it was already December 31st, New Years Eve. Two months have passed since I arrived here. And I have officially given up trying to find a way to leave or figure out if Megan Stein really is my great aunt. It's not like I wasn't trying to find a way to leave, but I would search around corners to see if like a vortex or something would just pop up and send me back to 2006. But I have given up.

It was the eve of 1944, and the snow was piling up outside. The Christmas, six days earlier, was a somber one. I know, Jewish girl at a Christmas service. But I wanted to celebrate Christmas with my newfound friends, since they couldn't be with their families.

But Joe and me had our own little Hanukkah party, where we exchanged gifts, Opened gifts from our families, and got hammered and/or fell asleep.

But tonight was the big New Years Eve party, the last one the boys would have before they had to ship out to their next location. And I planned on not going, I didn't feel up to party. The girls were none to happy about that. Even Marge was going. But I stood my ground, and they eventually gave in. So I stayed behind, and read.

The snow was coming down harder and harder, and I was trying my hardest to actually take in the reading from my book. But it was getting way too cold in the room, so I kept on getting up and fixing the coals in the stove. But something out the window caught my eye. It was 9:30 at night, and out the window I saw a flash of green light.

I wonder what that was? I whipped on my wool jacket, and walked outside. There was nothing, but about a foot of snow.

"Hello?" I called out. Still nothing. It was probably one of the boys just setting off some fireworks or something. As I was about the walk back inside, I heard a sudden cry for help.

"HELP!" someone cried. I whipped around and saw a silhouette of a man. I ran over there, since I felt obligate to help.

"What's wrong?" I asked the man calmly. Once my vision set in, the man turned out to be Talbert.

"Where am I?" Floyd asked worriedly. I gave him a questioning glance.

"You're in Aldbourne, Floyd, don't you remember?" I asked. He answered with a horrified look.

"Aldbourne? Where the hell is that!" I was about to answer, but he cut me off, "Just a few minutes ago I was minding my own business at a The Academy Is.. Concert, till a crazy fan threw a mic stand out into the audience."

"Now, now just calm down," I started, but then I took in all of his words. The Academy Is.. That's one of my favorite bands. A band that only exists in 2006. "Did you just say, The Academy Is..?" I asked carefully.

"Yeah, I was seeing their show at the House Of Blues in Chicago. You hear of them?" He asked.

"Yes.." I gulped. Whoa. This is pretty big.

"So..What's with the antique get-up? Is there some kind of costume party goin' on?" He asked.

"What's your name?" I asked gravely.

"Nick Williams. Who wants to know?"

"I do, what year are you from?"

"What's your name?"

"Megan, now quit pussyfootin' around and tell me what year your from!" I screamed

"Geez, cool your jets lady. I'm from 2006, and so is everyone else around here." He said harshly

"No, the both of us are the only ones from 2006."I commented darkly.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He ordered

"That means that you're in the freaking year 1944!" I cried

"...Is this some king of sick joke?" He yelled, "Alright, where are the cameras?" He asked more calmly.

"What!"

"Where are the hidden cameras? You got me."

"What are you talking about? There are no hidden cameras!"

"Then how am I supposed to believe that I was transferred from the year 2006 to 1944? And how am I so sure that you're from 2006 too?" I had no answer for that one. Hmm, where do I go for that? Oh wait.

"Follow me." I ordered

"No, I isn't following some random chick who tells me that it's 1944 and expects me to follow her every command." I whipped around and stood toe to toe with this Nick character.

"Listen, if you want to get back home I suggest you follow me. You may be the answer to how we actually get back to 2006. But for now, you need to just play along at the fact that you are now Floyd Talbert, ok?" I warned. Nick gulped, and grew shorter.

"Yes mam" He squeaked, "Wait, Talbert? You mean my Granpa?" He asked. Oh great, another relative switchero.

"Just follow me." And we headed for the recreation area, where the New Years Eve festivities were being held. I walked in, past the drunken G.I's at the bar, towards the back of the hall. I turned around, and pointed towards a sign hanging down from the ceiling. It read "Happy New Years! Goodbye 1943! Hello 1944!"

"Holy crap." Nick commented quietly. He ran his fingers through his hair.

"Holy crap, indeed." I commented dryly.

"Well, what do we do now?" He asked. I was about to say, Leave, until some of the G.I's yelled for him.

"Hey Talb get yer ass ovah here!" One G.I yelled. Nick didn't move, he didn't even notice the boys.

"Floyd, hey Floyd!" Joe Toye yelled. I mouthed to Nick, THAT'S YOU.

"Do you think I should--" He started.

"Go!" I whispered. Hey, I had to get used to everything by myself, so this kid should too. He immediately walked over to them, where Toye ruffled his hair and handed him a beer. I laughed, and headed towards the door to leave. Hopefully, the girls or boys wouldn't notice I was there, and I could sneak back to the room unnoticed.

"Megan you came!" Anne shrilled. Damn.

"Actually, I was just about to leave--" I started. But Lily ran towards me.

"Oh, no you don't. Not before you sing for us!" Lilly cried. I looked at her with crazed eyes.

"What! No no no! I am not singing." I yelled.

"But Meg, ya gotta!" George said.

"I don't know what to sing!" I cried

"Just sing one of those songs you wrote." Doreen commented. I don't have any self-written songs! This woman is on crack! Or maybe she's talking about all of the songs that I've sung to them, which I've known from memory.

"But..but..But.." I stuttered.

"Just get up on stage, Stein. Everyone has been dying to hear you sing." Cindy squealed. As she pushed me towards, and up on to the stage.

"Everyone, everyone! I have a special treat for you all. As promised," I threw my arms up in frustration, "Megan Stein will sing tonight. It's just unclear on which song she'll sing. Enjoy!" She gave me thumbs up, and ran off stage. The crowd cheered and whistled for my I'm guessing. I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Hey guys.." I laughed nervously, "Hmm, so what song can I sing for you all? Hmm." Suddenly, I remembered, a song that I learned for the piano before I transferred to 1943. I walked over to the piano, and kicked the guy off of it, who was waiting for me to start singing. I sat down on the bench.

"So, the song I'm going to sing for you all tonight, was written by a nice guy I know from Canada, Named Daniel. It's called Bad Day." I placed my fingers on the appropriate keys, and began the first cords of the song.

"Where is the moment we needed the most. You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost. They tell me your blue skies fade to grey. They tell me your passion's gone away. And I don't need no carryin' on. You stand in the line just to hit a new low. You're faking a smile with the coffee to go. You tell me your life's been way off line. You're falling to pieces everytime. And I don't need no carryin' on." I sang

"Cause you had a bad day. You're taking one down. You sing a sad song just to turn it around. You say you don't know. You tell me don't lie. You work at a smile and you go for a ride. You had a bad day. The camera don't lie. You're coming back down and you really don't mind. You had a bad day. You had a bad day. Well you need a blue sky holiday. The point is they laugh at what you say. And I don't need no carryin' on."

"You had a bad day. You're taking one down. You sing a sad song just to turn it around. You say you don't know. You tell me don't lie. You work at a smile and you go for a ride. You had a bad day. The camera don't lie. You're coming back down and you really don't mind. You had a bad day. Sometimes the system goes on the blink. And the whole thing turns out wrong. You might not make it back and you know. That you could be well oh that strong. And I'm not wrong."

"So where is the passion when you need it the most. Oh you and I. You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost. Cause you had a bad day. You're taking one down. You sing a sad song just to turn it around. You say you don't know. You tell me don't lie. You work at a smile and you go for a ride. You had a bad day. You've seen what you like. And how does it feel for one more time. You had a bad day. You had a bad day. Had a bad day. Had a bad day. Had a bad day. Had a bad day. Had a bad day." I stopped and looked out to the crowd. The immediately broke into cheers and whistles again. I smiled lightly, and headed off the stage. Until someone started cheering "Again" loudly. Thus the crowd cried "Again" and I headed back on stage.

"Alright, what song do you want to hear next?" I laughed

After about two more hours singing songs by Dashboard Confessional, The Hush Sound and Something Corporate, The party was hopefully coming to a close soon since Midnight was approaching fast. After my last song, Lighthouse by The Hush Sound, I jumped off stage and tried to get home again. But I was stopped again.

"Hey, you really sing good." Nick said

"Thanks." I said quickly, trying to walk away.

"Listen, about earlier, I'm sorry."

"Ah, no biggie." I shrugged. He started to laugh.

"Who knew my grandpa's friends were so...hardcore?" he laughed

"Good night then." I waved

"Night," he said, "Oh by the way, there was a man over there, leering at you all night."

"Oh, that's nice." I laughed

"Well, I'm just lettin' ya know, cause maybe ya knew the guy."

"What did he look like?"

"It's hard to say, but he had bright red hair. Like a tomato." I blushed.

"Oh..."

"Well, goodnight." and I left.

January turned into February and February into March. Nick was quickly getting used to his grandfather's friends, and to jumping out of an airplane. But he hated the long, long runs headed by Buck Compton, who on his first day here tried to make a pass at me. Until Lewis jumped in and ordered "Off Limits". I laughed hysterically for at least three days.

I awoke on a normal day in March, the 20th, with the girls all still asleep. I walked around the base, doing my usual nurse-ly duties, and walked to get the girls' laundry again. Thankfully, my laundry wasn't gone this time.

But when I came back to the hospital, which was unusually quiet. I quietly walked in, and cautiously walked back into the room. Only to be startled immensely.

"SURPRISE!" The girls cheered. They threw paper confetti at me, and handed me a balloon, that read "Happy 17th Megan."

"What is this all about?" I laughed

"Your 17th birthday, Silly!" Cindy cheered. Birthday? My birthday isn't for another couple of months. But wait, different girl's body.

"Oh, you don't have to do anything for me guys." I said

"Well, this is only the beginning. Wait until tonight for the big party we planned for you." Marge smiled, "Now come on we have to go and get your dress."

Party?

WOOT!

So yeah, this chapter was kind of lame I know. But I swear it'll get better : )

The song used is Bad Day by Daniel Powter. It is an amazing song! Listen to it!