Manhattan

I choose to believe that everyone, or at least the people in the greater New York area, has a limited amount of luck per day. Like it was lucky you woke up on time, it was lucky you didn't spill coffee all over your nice white shirt. You know those little tidbits of luck. And when your limited amount of luck runs out is when your day goes sour. Some people don't use all their luck from the day before and have some left over for the next day. Some people exceed their luck limit and have to pay the Luck Gods or whatever back which is why some people end up with really shitty luck. But every person gets one Big Luck. Some win the lottery, some live to be a hundred, some survive cancer (which was discovered one day when you ran low on your luck rations).

I hadn't quite found my Big Luck the final year of my school career, or at least I didn't find it where I was looking for it.

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Vince Pier is looking for his Big Luck and think it's in the prettiest girl in school, Amanda Hanson. She's smart pretty and doesn't know Vince, the not-nerd-but-not-popular-just-kind-of-neutral-and-there-guy, exists.

Manhattan Johns is looking to graduate, but with her grades has a not so great chance of doing it. See she's kind of the schools badass. Who Vince thinks is hot yet completely pants shitting terrifying.

So when Manhattan drags Vince into a closet and begs him to tutor her in exchange for tips on how to get Amanda to like him-

Well.