Bad day

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Arthur's p.o.v.

My alarm went off and I turned it off. I groaned and stretched as I got up. I looked at my alarm clock to see it was 8:30................... I just sat there looking at my alarm clock. The numbers replaying in my mind. Holy shit! I'm going to be late!!!!! I got up from my bed, changed into my uniform, brushed my teeth, grabbed my backpack, and ran outside. Fuck it's raining! But I just kept running, as my clothes got soaked. I made it just before the bell rang. Once I made it to my class, I sat down as I steadied my breathing. Just great. I'm wet.

The teacher came in, and everyone was silent as the teacher took role. After role we had a pop quiz. I reached into my backpack to get my pencil, but guess what! I couldn't find my freakin pencil! What is wrong with me today!? I look around. My emerald eyes glancing from student to student. I tapped Francis shoulder, and he looked at me.

"Can I borrow a pencil?" I asked.

"What's this? Angletere needing a pencil? Aren't you always prepared?" Francis smirked.

"Shut up frog. Can you just give me a damn pencil!" I whispered/yelled.

"Fine." He said as he handed me a pencil.

After that I did the test. After I finished the test I left class early, like I always do. Maybe that bad luck was just a fluke. Oh well. Everything seems to be be- Before I finished my thought, I slipped in mud that was on the floor, and ended up staining my pants. "SHIT!" I cursed out loud as I ran to the bathroom. I turned on the faucet, but the faucet broke, and the water splashed in my face! You have got to be fucking kidding me! I turned the faucet off, and touched a wall that had wet blue paint on it. I wiped it all over my shirt, to get it off my hands. Then I went to get a paper towel to dry my face, but there was no more paper towels. I groaned and went to go get a soda before cooling off. Guess what! I opened the can, and it sprayed everywhere in me! I angrily growled, and went to the office for clothes.

"Hello ther- ARTHUR? WHAT HAPPENED?" Elizabeta asked as she looked at me with shock.

"I'll tell you later, Liza. Can you just please get me some spare clothes?" I asked.

"Sure, but, there's just one problem...." she trailed off, as she raised the spare clothes.

I gulped and groaned.

"You have got to be shitting me! Isn't there anything else!?" I begged as I looked at the clothes.

"No. I'm sorry Arthur." Elizabeta said.

"Fine, whatever! Just give me them!" I said as I took them from her hands, and grumbled more. I went to the locker rooms, and changed into the clothes.

When I came out Elizabeta was giggling.

"Shut it!" I grumbled while blushing massively.

I was wearing REALLY short jean shorts that were a dark blue, black leather boots, and a white t- shirt that was a little too big, so Elizabeta tied it to the side with a rubber band.

"Wow Arthur. You look good." Elizabeta grinned.

"No, I look like a freakin bloody girl!" I grumbled.

"Oh relax Arthur. It's not that bad." Elizabeta asked.

"Whatever. I'm going to my next class." I said as I walked away with my backpack and soaking clothes.

As I walked down the halls, some classmates of mine started watching me with a predatory look. I was actually kind of scared. Some of the girls and boys had nosebleeds. I'm kind of concerned about that..........

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