Bad luck

Bad luck. Why isnt that my middle name?

My name is Alexa a.k.a "be around at your own risk". Ever since i was five, i was cursed by some weird ass lady who came to my front door. Also i forgot to mention that im almost 16 now and apparently one of the "hottest girls" in my school but people dont like to be around me just because of the fact that i have extreme bad luck.

Sunday, April 12th

I wake up, ceiling caved in, toilet over flowing and theres an eagle in my bedroom. I legit just moved houses to another town yesterday. So right now its my first day of ninth grade.

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I walk into school thinking positive thoughts. As i walk down the hallways, boys were whistling at me like i was a dog or something... To my left and rights were people making out. What kind of school was i just enrolled too?? I quickly went to my locker and when i attempted oppening it, the door completely popped off.

Could my luck get any worse the first day of my new school?

Boys were looking at me up and down which sort of got me un comftorable. As i walked down the hallway, a flask from the science room flew out and skimmed my nose. My heart just about stopped when it happened and the teacher came over and asked if i was okay. I just walked away.

I knew this was completely normal so i wouldn't break down crying like an average person. Everyone stared at me as i walked.

My first class... Math. The horrid class. Actually it wasn't that bad. I sit next to a guy named Jake and he's gorgeous. He was the captain of the football team and i wanted to be his cheerleader so badly. If we tried kissing id probably accidentally cough up a fur ball or something. I was daydreaming dating him and he tapped my desk to get my attention. I looked up startled.

"Ooh sorry," he whispered to me.

"Haha its fine," i replied quietly.

"So whats your name? Your new right?" He asked

"Yepp," i said looking at him.

"Well i can show you around if you want," he said really cutely

"That would actually be great," i said back to him smiling showing my perfect white teeth.

"I like your smile," he whispered. I ended up smiling again and i giggled.