Drama Queens

Just Bad Luck

Words: 4930

Warnings- Paranoia - brief homophobia
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An official post from the English Royal Family

| Tomorrow, Monday the twenty ninth, at three pm GMT, Her Majesty the Queen, His Grace the King, and Her royal highness Queen Augatha of America will be speaking on new foreign policies on live television. With them will be the heir princess Caitlyn Kiramman, Violet Kiramman, Jinx Kiramman, Garen Crownguard, and Luxanna Crownguard. |

    >silverpointrug: FYM foreign policies they need to talk about a new heir
           >ghay4gar3n: kys

>Ilovesnails_2010: where's the high school drama?
          >ezreal4lifc: foreign policy is more important than high school drama. High school isn't like tv shows, it's boring.

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    As it turns out, the party wasn't done giving Jinx issues. She knew she'd missed her call with Cassandra, which turned out to be very important.

When she called Cassandra after eating the sandwich she'd made herself, she was hit with all of it. She'd not only have to go on TV, but be there with the worse people possible. Really she'd be less upset if it was just Caitlyn she'd have to deal with. But of course, Vi would be there too.

  She wasn't done being pissed at her. She didn't know when she would, but it sure as hell wouldn't be anytime soon.

    And if all that wasn't enough, Lux and her family would be there too.
She hated Lux.
Lux hated her.
So at least she wouldn't actively bother her like she knew Vi was going to.
It was actually pretty nice that Lux could admit she hated her. Unlike Ezreal.

  And she got to miss two days of school. Hopefully the project was already done. Not that she'd know. She successfully avoided it completely.

Another bad thing. She'd have to get up at five in the morning to get ready and be in the car by six at the latest. So, before going to bed, she packed a few essentials in her backpack, then dropped asleep by nine.

She got terrible sleep.

Her alarm went off before she thought it had even been an hour since she fell asleep, but it was what it was. She dragged herself out of bed, and figured out how to dress while still being somewhat presentable. She went with work pants and a sweater. It wasn't as bad as it could be, but she could be televised wearing it without backlash.

The entire school was still dark, which was terrifying and incredibly annoying, only making her morning worse. She ran as fast as she could with her phone light, only stumbling over her feet a few times.

When she got out the main doors, the uncomfortably large SUV was waiting. She really thought they were ugly, but apparently they were safer and fashionable.

She walked around to 'her side', which was always behind the passenger, in America at least. Now it was behind the driver, but it was still her side. However, she was met with yet another addition to her bad day.

Lux was in her car, in her spot.

"Damn it."

There was no way she was riding eight hours with Lux right next to her.

Except there was a way, and it was the only way.

"You're in my spot. Scoot over."

Lux shrugged
"To bad. This is my side too."
Of course it was.