Luck is an unknown feature of my life...well,at least for now.If my life was a movie then I'm sure that it would be a hilarious comedy.You know actually I imagine me pozing with my biography for a very popular magazine...maybe give advices on how to dress or how to keep fit and have that wonderful body...you know.But for now I'm stuck in high school spending with a pathetic way my precious teenage years!So lets just begin with my story.Well I am not good at romance so don't be overwhelmed that you will read many things about sex and little candles or dancing in the rain...unfortunately :(
Everything started (or at least I think) when I was in the 2nd grade of elementary school.I was sitting with my best friend Anna on the floor and we were analyzing our dreams.She wanted to be a model.I wanted to be an astronaut.She gently took my handbag and pulled out a little hand mirror I had and looked at herself.We were making jokes and stuff...
"Izzie!Can you hold this for a minute please?"
"Oh,what?"
She stood up so quickly and the mirror fell to the ground smashed in a million little pieces.So my little journey begins from the 2nd grade of elementary!...You can't imagine what I've been through.Next day we were all in the class painting when the teacher started asking every kid about their crush.Thomas was the boy I was in love then...
"Thomas,do you like any girl?"
"Oh,yes...I love Izzie Stanwood"
I remember my overwhelmed face...I thought "Oh...I love you too Thomas Pettingfield we're going to be together like forever"...and of course from this day and on we were all the time together holding hands and picking up flowers that we would later decorate our house...(the house that we were going to buy when we got married...!).Well this "forever" lasted almost a week.Next week Thomas was "in love" with Ellen Cheseherd so we broke up I guess...
In the 3rd grade of elementary school I moved to a new school.I was like the "cheese kid" there...shy,new and kinda weird.Big blue eyes and long brown hair very thin and short.Fortunately some kids started talking to me so I had some friends...We'll make a jump to my 4th grade because I know you're already bored with my blah blah.It was the last day at school (then we had Christmas holidays) and I remember I stayed home...but you know "rumor has it" and the news spread quickly to me too!...
"Izzieee...You can't imagine what Mr.Thomson found under our desk at school...!" Debbie seemed to hold hard from bursting out at laugh...
"Nope,I can't"I said with a suspicious tone in m voice
"Well he found 4 moldy,dirty sandwiches and all around there were snails...it was smelling awful and you should have seen his face!"
Oh my gosh...I had been humiliated in my whole class,but at least I wasn't there...
"His face was like...yak,yak...and he was yelling DIRT!...DIRT!!!...it was funny...everybody was laughing!" she said.
I would have never thought what would happen when I placed my sandwiches there...I couldn't smell anything too.Well Mr.Thomson could so that's the wholeee point.
My Christmas vacation which was my worst Christmas ever...I learned that Santa Claus is not real and my Christmas gift was a big disapointment...
"2 days before Christmas"
*Door bell rings*
"Isabelle sweetheart can you please open the door because I'm busy cooking here?"
"Ok..." I said as I opened with boredom the door...My cousin Taylor and aunt Kate had come to our house in order to help mom with all the Christmas cooking and decorating.Our Christmas tree was standing tall in the middle of our huge living room.The lights were shining and everything was so beautiful and perfect.The little angels were hanging on the tree and our big wooden library was such a delight to see with all the colourful light hanging. Then Taylor came with a little ball suggesting to play.I think that you can imagine what happened.Really...can't you?
I tried to score a goal and the ball hit our Christmas tree throwing every little decorative object and the tree to the ground.
"ISABELLE!!!!!....WHAT HAVE YOU DONE???..."My aunt yelled.
"Isabelle Stanwood you're punished until the Christmas day to stay in your room!And I won't hear a word from you!Do you understand that?"
"But mum..."I grumbled
"I said go to your room!!!"She said with a very striked tone and a bloody red face...
So you understand why my Christmas holidays were a mess...The next 2 years were added to the list of the worst years of my life.Finally at the summer of th 6th grade my bad luck for breaking the mirror was ending...!But you know...
"I'm planing to have some changes in our bathroom"dad said as we were dinning.
"Oh,that's great,actually I thing that we should change the mirror and have some more shelves added for towels and bath stuff"my mum added.
"Isabelle could you help me to hang the new mirror?" My dad asked
Of course I would help in order to be a willing child...and it's THEIR fault...THEIR FAULT...I mean it because they should have noticed what a bad luck I am...it slipped of my hands and a little piece of the mirror broke.I thought to my self..."Ok...it's six more years Iz...they'll flow..."
*I am going to continue this with the basic story...this was kind of a prologue so I'm waiting for coments...should I?*
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Just My Luck
Teen FictionIsabelle Stanwood is a girl whose life is being a mess due to her bad luck since she was a little kid.Now she's trying to survive high school and is going to find out that things sometimes turn out to be diffrenent than we thought they would be and...
