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CHAPTER ONE: MAIN CHARACTERS

MACKENZIE SAINTCLAIRE

Im no longer the shut in i used to be , not in this life . Im taking it all back .

DANIEL BRIGHT

Time is like money , it can cost you and my time is very expensive . can you afford it princess..

CRYSTAL HEART

Always got the latest tee , nothing gets past my keen eyes

WILLIAM WEST

Life's too short for once place. Im gonna see all of it and enjoy the ride ...

CHAPTER ONE 1

MACKENZIE'S POV

CRASH! And that was it . the last thing I saw was the sun as I lay on sidewalk covered in a pool of my own blood . my body numbing from the pain , losing my senses on by one as I slowly begin to drift off .  Am I really dying , I know I was gonna die one day but this is unfair Im only 24. 

No ! I can't die yet , not after everything Ive been through. The crappy  exams , my parents kicking me out , Chen's affair . I clenched my teeth not wanting to give up the  little life I still  had . Just one more chance , one more chance to make it all right , Im gonna take it all back.. I close my eyes for the last time ,cursing all the people who made my life a living hell .....or so I thought ...

*beep*beep* I woke up to the loud bare of an alarm pierced through the void, pulling me out of the darkness. my eyes flew open , gasping for breath as though I had just surfaced from deep underwater. my heart pounding , and for a moment ,I could feel the lingering cold grip of death . It had been so real-the pain , the fear, anger, the suffocating finality of it.

But I was alive .

I blinked rapidly , trying to make sense of my surroundings. The faded posters of indie bands I hadn't listened to in years adorned the walls , and the familiar scent of cheap coffee hung in air . The scratchy plaid blanket I hadn't seen in ages was wrapped around my body, my legs tangled in it like they always used to be when I overslept . I sat up slowly , my gaze falling on the alarm clock next to my bed. The same old, obnoxious thing I used back in college.

College! 

The realization struck me like a freight train. This room-this whole scene-was impossible . I had left college over a decade ago , and died just hours ago . I could still remember it vividly : the slick asphalt , the blinding headlights, the way my body crumpled under the impact . I felt my bones snap , felt life ebb out of me .  

Yet here I was .

I jumped out of bed , my pulse racing , and rushed to the mirror that hung on my closet door . my reflection stared back at me-the face I hadn't seen in years . my skin smooth , unmarried by fine lines and stresses of the life I had lived beyond this place. I touched my face in disbelief , fingers tracing over the features of a nine-teen year old version of myself . The girl in the mirror wasn't the woman who had died just hours ago .

I was in my old dorm , my old body ,and somehow , impossibly ,alive. Panic gave way to wonder . could this really be happening ? Have I been given a second chance ? The memory of death loomed over me , but now I was here < standing in a world that felt both familiar and foreign , as if time folded back on itself . 

I sat back down on the bed , trying to calm my racing thoughts . The last time Id been in this room , my life had been filled with bad decisions , missed opportunities , and slow unraveling of relationships I hadn't known how to hold onto.Could this really be a second chance ? To fix the mistakes I made? 

I looked down at my hands - my young , capable hands - and for the first time since waking up smiled. If this was real , If I had somehow been returned to my college days , then I wasn't gonna waste it .