⋆˚࿔ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐣𝐫

𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬

The air let out a strong swish as Lynn's racket made contact with the tennis ball. After setting up her backyard with a newly purchased net and chalking the grass to mark the court, Lynn was finally at peace. Here, she could play whenever she wanted, wherever she wanted, and without whoever she did not want.

୨୧

The Loud house never rested, but especially not in Luna Loud's room, where Lynn had sought refuge.

"I'm telling you Luna! I have the worst luckkk", the younger one complained, throwing her head back in annoyance.

"You're just looking at it wrong, maybe this could be your chance to finally win some championships for that team", the musician replied.

"You're so annoying", the younger scoffed. "I'm an athlete, not a miracle worker".

"So what about that girl?", Luna asked changing the subject, not bothering to look up as she strummed the strings on her guitar.

"She's the worst. I mean, she doesn't even try", she took a brief pause to roll her eyes. "Last time it was like she was missing the ball on purpose! And she doesn't even do the drills fully, she just goes back to talking to her friends".

"Maybe she's just not as competitive..?", Luna tried to rationalize the situation.

"Or maybe, she's just terrible. I don't know why I got stuck with her".

"Are you done venting to me now? I kinda need to write this song".

"Yeah, okay, bye".

୨୧

In the comfort in her own room, Lynn played back the videos she took of herself during her hits.

She continued this for about an hour, until she realized the time. It was 11:47 p.m., and Lynn Loud had forgotten to write her 3-page essay. In her rash state, she confided in the help of her younger sister, Lisa. Not even understanding what her younger sister was talking about, Lynn wrote down every word onto her laptop and turned it in record time.

୨୧

It was Friday, first period, and the teacher was calling students up for their essay feedback. All was fine until the name Lynn Loud was called. Lynn rushed to the teachers' desk, confident as ever.

"Did you even try to read the assignment?", the teacher deadpanned.

Lynn's smile faltered, "Uh, yes, but you know I'm just so busy with sports and stuff", she nodded reassuringly.

The teacher, Mrs. Roz, seemed unimpressed, "This is a high school English class, not a gym. If I cared about your personal life I would have asked", she sighed in annoyance. "I'm going to have to pair you up with another student for tutoring, or else you'll fail".

Mrs. Roz pointed over to the known smart-ass of the grade, Natalie, and she instructed Lynn to move her seat there. Although Natalie did annoy Lynn to an extent, she was more annoyed that now, behind her, sat Ella Marin. It was enough she had to deal with her teachers, that obviously were against her, but now she had to deal with two annoying teen girls behind her, whose only topic of conversation were their newest shopping spree, and who they were currently crushing on.

Why is this girl everywhere?

Lynn slammed her head onto her desk, groaning.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: sorry this took so long.

this is a filler that I didn't know

how to write.