Lila
I woke up and was in a terrible mood.
Why?
Because I woke up sleeping on the WRONG PILLOW!
"MOM!" I yelled.
"Yes honey?"
"Throw out this pillow!" I said, tossing the pillow I slept on off of my bed that I was too lazy to get out of.
"Hey servant!" I heard my mom yell.
"Yes?" The servant lady (idk her name) asked.
"Throw out the pillow in Lilas room."
"Ok!" I heard shuffling noises and the ugly slave person came in.
"Also get me out of this sucky bed."
The servant suddenly crossed her arms. "I quit!" She said.
She sauntered out of our house.
AND GET THIS!
I had to GET OUT OF MY BED BY MYSELF!!!
Once I was ready for school I left the house.
"This is the worst day ever!" I mumbled.
And then my day got even worse.
I saw the most annoying person EVER!
Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
Yes, I put spaces around her name, even the letters have to social distance from her.
ANYWAYS!!
She looked at me and smiled.
It was so gross that I gagged.
Then I cornered her at the fence.
"What d-did I do?" She asked.
"You looked at me!" I yelled, punching her.
She rolled her eyes and transformed...
....Into...
LADYBUG!!??!
Oh well. Not the point right now.
She used her lucky charm and it gave her a gun.
"That's useful!" She said happily.
"Whatever. I don't feel like dying today!"
"Oh really? Cause I don't care." She started shooting everywhere and killed all of us.
But then she threw the gun in the air and reversed all the damage.
"That was fun while it lasted." She commented, sighing.
"Not for me! You made me go to hell and the Devil messed up my hair!!" I complained.
"Oh no." She said sarcastically.
"I know right? It's a tragedy."
Then I decided to do my daily routine of lying to random kids and make them think I'm a god.
"Guess what?" I asked a group of kindergartners.
"What??" One of them asked.
"I'm secretly a god." I whispered.
"Show me your powers!" They whispered back.
One of my tactics was using complicated words to kids that won't understand, they would pretend to understand and believe me.
"I can't right now because the precipitation was wrongly calculated by the humidity and atmospheric pressure approximately three generations ago, when the appropriate timeline wasn't extant."
Okay, maybe I overdid it.
But most of the kids totally believed me. "Whoah!!"
"That's soooo cool!"
One of the kids who didn't have the IQ of a fish wasn't buying it. "The rain wasn't calculated on machines and devices three generations ago genius."
All of the kids believed their friend and kicked me off of the playground.
I stomped away while the bell rang.
Instead of going to class, I sat on a bench and cried.
This day was going so badly!!
And I needed at least a bit of attention.
Typically, no one noticed me.
That might've been because I was trying to be invisible, was curled up, and was UNDERNEATH the bench.
"Lila Rossi, can you come down to the office. Again, I repeat. Lila Rossi, can you come down to the office?" The stupid secretary said on the big fat announcement speakers.
I walked down to the office contently. Finally someone noticed me!
"Where were you this period?"
"On a bench." I replied to the dumb secretary.
"And why weren't you in class?"
"Because I was supa sad."
"Why were you sad?"
"Because little kids were bullying me."
"Little kids?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"YES! Little kids! Didn't I already waste my breath saying that a couple seconds ago?!"
"You're wasting your breath even more by saying that."
"Whatever!"
I left the office and prayed for Hawkmoth to akumatize me.
Instead, someone else got akumatized.
"Ayo Hawkmoth!" I yelled at the akuma.
The akuma victim turned around and waited for a moment. "He says whaddya want."
"Why didn't you akumatize me!?"
"He says what do you think I'd call you? Spoiled brat? He said it is much more enjoyable to akumatize me."
"UGH!" I yelled. And then I went home and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up a couple minutes later to a piece of paper falling off my desk.
Worst.
Day.
Ever.
