CHAPTER 1 Second Chance
Everything went black…but only for a second. You know how in movies, people pass out and stay passed out for hours at a time ? Well that's a lie. Doctors say that if you pass out for more then a couple of minutes than you probably have brain damage and if for some hours, you probably are in a coma. Just as I regained conscientious, my feet felt wet. I looked down and remembered we had crashed into the river. The water was coming in from every little crack in our suburban. My mom wasn't talking, she wouldn't wake up. My dad was though. He kept saying to wait until the car filled up all of the way and then open the door. To go ahead and get unbuckled right now. To hold my breath at the last second and hold for as long as I can.
Just when I couldn't hold it any longer, a figure appeared in the water, swimming so fast towards us that it looked like a blur. My dad kept pointing to the back; to me. Telling the guy to get me first. Just as I was going to see the guys face, I blacked out. When I woke up again, I spat out water and sucked in as much air as I could between coughs.
"Who…saved-me ?" I asked not wanting to waste any breath by talking at the moment. "Where's-my-parents ?"
I woke up breathing heavy. I think I may have even of screamed. No, then Jenna would have came into my room. I pushed my long, thick brown hair out of my face and looked around my room. I could never sleep after I…remembered if you will, about that night. I looked at the clock, the green light shining into my eyes. It was 4PM. I was going to wake up at 5AM anyway for the first day back to Mystic Falls High. The first day back since the accident. Except this time, there would be no cheerleading team and no boyfriend. I guess I just wasn't 'peppy' enough anymore to cheerlead and I wasn't happy enough to be a girlfriend. I needed my time.
I got up, made my bed and hopped into the shower. The steam helped me to wake up, pulling me a little more out of my 'dream'. If only it could help me pull a little more. I blow dried my hair, then straightened it and hopped into a dark washed pair of jeans, then a long sleeved cranberry t-shirt. I threw on some foundation and mascara then threw on my leather jacket and headed out of the door with my back pack and a granola bar. This first day of school was going to be hell. But hey, this was my second chance.
Next chapter will be longer, I promise. :)
Tell me what you guys think so far, it would mean a lot.
-Jax
