Bad Luck is a Gift

The good luck boy

I continued my school day, looking at the people that are afraid of me, I went to my locker to find my locker door broken, but I don't touch my locker and wait for something to happen, I looked around trying to find something and it was trapped, there was mouse traps everywhere, people must really hate me.

"Oi, new student!"

I turn around to find a guy, he looked like he was an easy going kind of guy, the typical skipping class type of person, then I remember the empty seat at the back of the class, could that be his? People are looking at us, I don't even want to know what they're thinking, I'm not use to talking a lot only short sentences or if I'm reading, in the middle of my thinking he interrupts me.

"Are you listening to me?"

"Eehh? Sorry, I was thinking,"

"Wha?-- anyways, like I said for the millionth time can I borrow your notes for English?"

"Huh? What notes? Oh right--"

"Here you go," I say handing over a large amount of papers.

"Whoa, I was talking about English only,"

"This is all English,"

He looks at me, he thinks I'm crazy, I knew I'm bad luck.

"Ok, give me what is essential for English," he asked.

"Umm they are important and essential for English, if you want a high level anyways,"

He starts to stare at me, and tries to find my eyes hiding beneath the hood, I pull it down and walk off, and out of curiosity he follows me, I start to run and he finally lost him, but I'm lost myself outside in what looks like the school garden, I didn't bother asking for direction and took out my lunch and sat down, but where is my lunch and then I remember I didn't pack my lunch... Again. It's normal so I sit down and looks at the beautiful roses withering because of me, it's sad how I'm causing it to die, I listen to the sound of my stomach.

"I haven't eaten breakfast either," I said, giving out a little sigh at the end. I hear rapid footsteps running toward me. "What's that sound?"

I get up and turn around to find the boy from before, he's running so fast and he isn't even breaking a sweat, I turn around quickly and as I was just about to go, I ended up tripping on air and my face landed on a huge puddle with bits in it.

"Ugh," I say spitting out the bits that entered my mouth, I think I saw a bug... I hope it wasn't.

The boy finally catches up, I was waiting for him to laugh at me and shut my eyes tight.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned," he says.

I widen my eyes and see him holding out his hand, why is he nice to me? I grab it and he pulls me up, but my bad luck isn't finish yet, I'm just waiting for something to happen, like a brick on the face, or fire ants crawling up my body but nothing is happening, I look at the boy next to me but he doesn't seem to be affected either, could it be he just like me but good luck version so when we're together we cancel out each other?

"Thanks," I say, almost happy he found me, my stomach rumbles out loud and I blush in embarrassment.

"Here, eat this after you've cleaned up," he says handing it over to me, I think I saw him blush but it's probably just my imagination.

"Isn't this you're lunch?"

"Well, people keep giving me and offering me stuff that I don't want, having good luck is a curse you know, but you probably don't believe in luck,"

"I do... You see, I have bad luck,"

"I can see that..." He says studying my body.

"May I ask you something?" He asks me.

"Huh yeah, sure,"

"Are you a girl?"

"What make you say that?" That's when I realise my hood was off this whole time, so I quickly put it back off and went ahead off him, I didn't want anyone to know, but for some reason and I'm actually glad that he knows I don't know why... Yet.