Natalie wakes up to a blaring alarm warning that another terrible first day of school has begun. "Don't come down for breakfast. I wouldn't want you to be late for your first day of high school," his mother Nicole said from the kitchen while sipping an orange smoothie. “Mom, I'm awake and besides, I don't think my first day as a freshman is really as important as you make it seem. I already know how the day's events are going. I'm the lucky thirteenth person in our long line of history who remembers that I can predict the future." Nat says with a kind of teasing smile that her mother can't see from the kitchen. “You don't know it's not funny and then you never know your Aunt Jessica might do it,” Nicole says. “Yes mom, I don't think he could because if I had seen him four years before I died I would have completely let myself go and probably gained 150 pounds more, and surprisingly that's not why I died, I purposely bumped into a moving train. Which didn't kill me in the end because of the extra pillow. I think I would have promised myself not to get married to that strange butcher,” Natalie says, waving at her...