Summary -Nikki is a child of divorced parents, she lives with her mom and step-dad. When they leave Nikki at home for a 3 month vaccation Nikki goes to stay with her dad. Spending a week in a rush for an important day Nikki gets into an accident. When she wakes up everyone is acting different around her, like she doesn't exist. While trying to figure out what's going on Nikki is being unknowingly followed by a dark force. Nikki has to decide to give herself up to it to save the world or to rewind time and prevent the accident from ever happening and live her life oblivious to the fact that the world is going to die in 14 days.

Prologue

Nikki sat in the center of a circle at her 4th birthday. That was the good old days when her parents still loved each other as well as her.

She was always a happy child, surrounded by everyone that love her, her friends Heidi, Naomi, and Rosura, her mother, and father, Italina and Jack, and her two families, one Italian and the other one French.

The happy 4 year old just giggled when everyone started singing "Happy Birthday" to her and they brought out her vanilla cake with pink and purple whipped icing. Right before they finished Nikki took her chubby hand and grabbed a handful of the cake and tried to shove it all into her tiny mouth all at once.

Everyone thought it was the cutest thing in the world to see the Italian and French chubby girl with beautiful, black, perfectly curled hair and slate blue eyes to be covered in vanilla cake and whipped icing. Well, everyone except her father who just started screaming at her.

"NIKKI! THAT IS A BAD GIRL!" he would shout to the top of his lungs until the little girl's eyes would start to tear up.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE START THAT! IF YOU CRY YOU WILL GET A SPANKING! CRYING IS A SIGN OF WEAKNESS!" he kept screaming into the little girl's face as the mothers snatched up their daughters as Italina jumped in the fight and started cussing her husband out in Italian as he screamed back at her in French.

How they understood what the other one was saying no one knew. Nikki sat there on the grass crying as the families started bickering amongst themselves, talking about how below the other family was to them. Which on was the better race, and mostly how they never wanted Jack and Italina to be married in the first place.

Neither one of the families paid attention to the little girl that sat there on the grass, watching and listening to all the words that were being exchanged as she cried.

Her dad, who had shaggy black hair, with sour apple green eyes, hated her and would often yell at her for doing things wrong when she'd do nothing at all, her mother, with long chocolate brown curly hair that hung to her butt, and golden eyes with speckles of silver, loved her and would often stand up for her.

Nikki loved both of her parents and when they got a divorce when she turned 13 she had chosen to go with her mother. Her dad threw a fit and demanded to have some custody of his only child.

When she turned 15 her mother finally broke and agreed to give her to her dad every weekend.

Everything was great, both of her parents had clamed down, she got her families, she was as happy as could be. That is until her mom decided to get married again to some up tight, high maintenance man named Victor.

Nikki and Victor hated each other since the first time they met each other. To him, she was a "mutt" and that's what he called her since she wasn't full blood Italian. To her, he was just some stuff shirt, stick-up-his-butt, Italian jerk who was only after her mother's money.

A/N: This is actually my sister's story, but still REVIEW AWAY!