Mad as a Hatter

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I ran as fast as my legs would take me towards the bottom school gate, pretty hard to do with only one shoe on while carrying a backpack so full of homework and books it was ripping at the seams. Oh and did I mention it was the middle of winter and the rain was bucketing down? I could see the bus and all the kids boarding and by this time I was sprinting through the gate, bad idea. The extremely long blue and green hand knitted scarf my friends had lent me during lunch because I was complaining of being cold, caught on the gate hinge and had yanked my backwards with a lot of force, resulting in me falling on my butt in a surprisingly deep muddy puddle. Everyone had managed to board the bus by now and they were in hysterics watching me struggle with the scarf to get free. Despite seeing the whole thing the bus driver hadn't put two and two together and thinking that I wasn't boarding the bus, closed the doors and started to drive off.

"WAIT!!!" I screamed still struggling with the scarf. He obviously hadn't heard he was too far away by now. It was still pouring and now the wind had picked up. I had failed to notice that during my fall my backpack that was already bursting at the seams had ripped completely and the wind was scattering my worksheets, assignments, homework and notebooks around the schoolyard. I rushed to quickly savor whatever I could of my work, but the rain had already washed away most of the printed black ink.

"Today could not get any wor-----, wait knowing my luck saying that will just make more trouble for me!" I had always been superstitious, and believed in all that spiritual mumbo-jumbo. Four leaf cloves, avoiding black cats and ladders, hadn't seemed to help me though. My mid length dark brown hair was now as tangled as a birds nest and my jeans had dirt and mud all over the butt and knees. Luckily I didn't wear make-up or I would look like a clown by now. By this time I had given up struggling with the scarf and had resulted in cutting it with scissors I found in my pencil case. I had given up on collecting my papers as well and decided to just lay there in the rain, cursing. I pulled out my luck rabbit's foot from my bag that is if you could call it a bag, it looked more like a soaked muddy lump of fabric. I held it tightly and closed my eyes.

"I could really use some good luck now!" and getting to my feet I turned seven times counterclockwise, something I often did while experiencing bad luck as it was supposed to break a bad luck spell, which I was starting to think I was under.

"Superstition brings back luck you know" an unfamiliar voice said. I still had my eyes closed at point and wasn't ready to open them, for all I knew he could be here to beat me up, mug me or just laugh at the sight of me; sitting in the rain covered in mud with my backpack burst and worksheets spread everywhere.

"Yeah that maybe but I'm taking my chances, I need all the luck I can get at this stage," I said with a bit of ice in my voice, I really didn't want to deal with this at the moment. I no longer felt rain create cool chills on my skin so I figured it must have stopped raining.

"Ha see it worked!" I exclaimed raising my head upwards as I opened my eyes waiting to see that the rain had stopped, but to my disappointment it was still pouring. Why was I not getting wet you ask?

"No it didn't work I'm afraid, this would be the lovely work of this brand new tool, is called the umbrella. You should try it sometime." The boy was holding a bright yellow umbrella over my head.

"Well I see you've caught onto the new trend known as sarcasm. Know if you don't mind I'm super late due to missing the bus and as you can see my---"

"Yeah I saw that whole show you put on, pretty hilarious." This guy was starting to get on my nerves. Wow I didn't notice before but he has the strangest color of blue eyes. Yeah they were blue but they were very unusual. They had rings of black intertwined throughout th--- Wait why was I staring at his eyes?!