Summary: A girl walks into an alternate universe and find herself in the world of the dukes of hazzard. Based off the song " No Such thing" By John Mayer

Disclaimer: I do not own the DOH, they are copy righted to Gy Waldron and Warner Bros . If You have a problem with me writing about or using his characters, take it up with them not me. Also I do not own anything that is copy righted. I do own the character Katy, cause duh that's me!

Author notes: I am putting a lot of details about my life, so a lot of the information is true. Also this is my first dukes of hazzard fan fic story so be nice.

Chapter 1 : An Alternate universe

" Get up Katy!" Mom shouted.

" Alright, I'm up!" I shouted back, stretching.

I made my way down to the breakfast table, half asleep. I poured myself some Cheerios. I ran a hand through my thick brown hair. My mother just recently put me on some sleeping pills, I haven't had them in a while so I thought I was going to die when I tried it again.

I finished my cheerios and went into the bathroom and started brushing my teeth. I looked into the mirror. I could see my reflection. A bald spot forming on top from my recent hair pulling. Thick eye brows, I wonder if I'll get a uni- brow. I have no eye lashes except on the bottom of my eyelids, once again from my recent pulling attack.

I have acne on my face, I probably should use stridex pads or something. My teeth are close to being white, also bucked from braces that had been taken off recently.

I continued to brush my teeth, I reached into the drawer next to me and grabbed a hair brush that had a pink handle. I started brushing my hair and was still brushing my teeth.

I'm usually on task in the morning, but today just feels different. I know something special is going to happen but I don't know what.

I know it's not the math test I have today in Mrs. Strand's fundamental pre-algebra and I know that it's not the possible lock down we might be having today.

With a sigh I take my retainer and put it under the water and rinse it off. With gentle force, I press it to the top of my mouth.

Oh, I guess you're all wondering what I said earlier on about the hair pulling stuff? Well I have a problem called Trichotillomania, it's a form of self mutilation caused by impulses to pull out hair on your body. I'll spare you the details, they're pretty gruesome.

I walk into the kitchen and take my Concerta. Concerta helps me concentrate on my work. I have Attention Deficit Disorder.

SQUEAK! The small bus pulls away from my house.

" Wait! Come back!" I yelp.

Well this sucks, my mom is gone so she can't give me a ride. My parents divorced when I was 10 years old so there's not much I can do.

I know I'm going to get into trouble for doing what I'm about to do but I'll never get to school if I don't.

Hesitantly I step out onto the front porch and lock the door behind me. I walk over to the cross walk and wait for the cars to pass. I sigh. Yet another morning wait for a saint Paul suburb I think.

I guess I didn't mention that I live in Minnesota. Yup good 'ol Minnesota, the most ignored state in America. I can only count 4 or 5 movies or television shows that have ever been filmed here. My most recent discovery is my mom's friend that runs the Mickey's diner in downtown saint Paul, was an extra in a film their making with Lindsey Lohan and Maryl Stripe and George Clooney.

I guess you can say I have a pretty good life. I'm 14 ½ and have a lot going for me. My teachers say I 'm going to be a writer, my dad says that me and technology are made for each other, my mom says that I would make a good 3rd shift job worker but you know what I say? I'm going to be a special education teacher or an actor whichever comes first.

I continue walking down the road and look around my familiar surroundings. I see a church. The good thing about my town is that if you die, you can have your funeral very quickly. Where I live we have 3 churches within 2 or 3 minutes of each other.

I've finally made my way to the intersection. The November wind blows cold air against my face. The traffic lights up at the intersection seem to always take forever where I live. I swear one of these days I'm going to bring some knitting needles and a ball of yarn, considering the next time I cross I'll be 100 years old. Hmmmm, maybe if I fail 9th grade, I can blame it on the traffic light.

Walk signal. Finally. I make a mad dash across the street and get to the other side. I continue to walk down the road passing a Starbucks coffee house. I know a lot of kids from my school and the local high school hang out there after school or on the weekends. They think they're so cool drinking cappuccinos and other coffee drinks. What they have seem to have forgotten is that coffee makes your teeth yellow and dulls your taste buds.

I keep thinking of all sorts of thoughts like: where I'm going to be after I graduate high school, granted that I pass 9th grade.

I barely notice the Barnes and Noble book store. I love reading books especially superman comics and other stuff like that.

I just gotta get to the bridge that overviews the highway and I'll be home free I think to myself.

Bending down to tie my shoes tighter, I notice that the ground is extremely cold. Ah crap, this sucks, I should've brought some gloves or something! I think.

I break into a sprint knowing that it's just a little further to my destination. The cold air hits my lungs and makes it extremely hard to breathe. I hate the winter you know. It brings with it ice and the stomach flu and that spreads so fast it'll make your head spin.

I keep running. I'm at the bridge but then suddenly it's dark and I'm feeling dizzy.

END OF POV

It was a normal morning for the Duke boys. Well it was normal until they saw a lump laying on the ground.

" What the heck is that?" Bo asked as he slowed down.

" I dunno cousin, but something tells me we should check it out" Luke suggested.

They pulled the General Lee to a halt. They walked over to where the lump was laying.

" Lord almighty, it's a kid" Luke said in a shocked voice.

" I'm gonna call Uncle Jesse on the CB" Bo stated.

" Yeah that's a good idea" Luke said.

Bo walked over to the general and picked up the microphone.

" Shepard this is lost sheep number 2 do ya got yer ears on?" Bo asked.

" This is Shepard, what can I do for you Bo?" Jesse asked.

" When me and Luke was going down the road, we found a kid we ain't sure if he's hurt or not" Bo said.

" Bring him back here if ya don't know an I'll call Doc Petticord" Jesse said.

Bo walked over to Luke. " Uncle Jesse said that we need to get him back to the farm".

" Okay" Luke said as he grunted then picked up the teenager. "Man this kid's heavy, he probably plays on the football team and is probably a heck of player at that" Luke commented as hoisted the boy into the car.

End of chapter 1

Author notes: I worked for over an hour on this so please review.