Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this fanfiction, except for Sarah.

Ok, so while I have numerous idea's for fanfictions floating about in my head, I decided to go with the fun cliché "girl gets sucked into her favorite story" one. I plan to write some more serious stuff later, but I decided to start out with something a little bit more lighthearted.

Also, this is a self insert fic. Although a lot of people automatically think of self inserts as Mary Sues, please do not jump to that conclusion. I chose to put myself in instead of coming up with an OC to avoid that, because I am inherently flawed. I am not trying to portray a perfect version of myself, I am portraying myself flaws and all.

Also, the school used block scheduling, so there are two alternating A day and B day schedules with 4 classes a day, 8 classes total.

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Making a sound similar to a zombie, I reach over and put my alarm clock on snooze and turn over. My aunt got the TARDIS alarm clock for me hoping it would make getting up in the morning a little easier. Nope, it just made the sound of the TARDIS annoying, even for a massive whovian like me.

It also does not help that the school day has been extended by thirty minutes to make up for all of the snow days we had.

School, otherwise known as being incarcerated with morons and bullies for six hours a day. I can't wait for summer.

But first I had to get that Chemistry grade up, otherwise I have to retake it next year. And I don't want to do that when I already have to retake geometry.

I sigh and throw on one of my sundresses, I'm too lazy to match a skirt and top, and pants are not happening today.

School starts out just as usual, Algebra 2, and me in a state of constant confusion because I'm hopeless with numbers. At least I had percussion and band 2nd and 3rd block. But then I had to go to the dreaded Chemistry.

Then the teacher decided to separate us into groups. Group work has never been my strong point, and I only have one friend in this class, and she was absent that day.

To make matters worse, I got stuck in a group with the biggest jerk, this airhead named Michael. As soon as I went over to the group he promptly began to make fun of the limp I walk with.

To which I replied he might want to think of some better insults, because no one's made fun of that since elementary school, making the other kids snicker.

Finally, that class was over, and I got to go to my band classes, my favorite part of B days. And on top of getting new music, I found out we were going to be playing the Captain America march, Captain America is my favorite superhero. And I play trombone, and the trombone part is pretty cool.

I was really drawn in to what we were doing, and sadly those two blocks were done too soon, and it was off to lunch.

The only thing I'm going to say about that is I'm glad my mom has time to make me lunch, because the school food is disgusting.

And to finish off the day, there was a test in Chemistry I had forgotten all about, I felt decent about how I did, but given my Chemistry skill, I probably got like a 53 or something.

Finally, it was 3:45, and it was time to leave, I went and grabbed my trombone from the band room and went out to wait for the bus. My bus was always about fifteen minutes late, but I don't really mind because it gives me more reading time.

When I got home, I made some tea, and went back to my room, it was Friday, so I could relax, I curled up in my bed with my beat up copy of The Hobbit.

TGIF.

The next day…

I ended up forgetting to turn off my alarm clock, and was woken up at 6:30, just as I started to groan as usual, I remembered it was Saturday. After I wake up, it is really hard for me to get back to sleep. So I opened my laptop to get on tumblr for a little while.

Since I didn't have anything to do until the afternoon, I decided to sort through my jewelry after I ate breakfast. My jewelry box was really pretty, and it was antique, and had once belonged to one of my great grandmothers (My other one is still alive, She's called Mamaw, and is the biggest sweetheart ever) but it was overloaded, and having the bottom drawer open, and stuff hanging out kinda ruined the beauty of it.

So I moved all the stuff I didn't wear into another jewelry box I had used as a kid in the closet. And then out of boredom, cleaned the rest of my room. I still can't find a good place to put my ukulele.

There was one thing I had to do, Go get some form of jacket, sweater, shawl type thing for me to wear over my prom dress next weekend, and I had to get dress shoes. I couldn't wait for prom, I love dressing up.

At the store that day, I found a white lace jacket that went with the dress well, although, I guess robe would be more appropriate, it had no buttons and was very long, I made sure to try it on because it looked like it would drag the ground on a short person like me at first glance.

It ended up not dragging the ground and that was what I bought.

I was also partly influenced by the fact that I love Phantom of the Opera, and although it wasn't a match to anything in the movie or play or anything. But to me, it definitely looked like something that Christine would wear.

Heck yes, prom was going to be great!

Hey guys, I'm sorry that this chapter is a little boring, but I really wanted to have a chapter for you guys to get to know Sarah. Sarah is my real name, and a lot of this is based on real life stuff, I really suck at Chemistry, I really do have an antique jewelry box that belonged my great grandmother, I really do have that white lace robe that I do plan on wearing over my prom dress. I also really did get made fun of for the limp I walk with (more on that later on), and I really do play Trombone, Percussion , and Ukulele. I also really do clean my room when I get bored.

I promise things will pick up next chapter, I just couldn't think of a way to fit the action into this chapter.