| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tThe next day, Murphy’s Law acted in overdrive for her. She got up on the wrong side of the bed… the side with the window. After she crashed into a tree, she muttered, “Stupid bad luck.” Once back inside and done brushing her teeth, she took to her hairdryer to style her hair. The dryer got caught in her hair, and when she pulled it out she looked absolutely ridiculous. “Stupid bad luck.” Upon arriving at school, she triggered a prank where someone had left a water bucket on the door, not only splashing her, but knocking the bucket on her head. “Whoops, that was for the teacher!” the trapmaster said. Mandy’s response, muffled by the bucket? “Stupid bad luck.” At classtime, the teacher assigned out a test. “Remember, this test will determine your career in life, so don’t make any mistakes. You have five minutes to finish it.” When she received her test, Mandy began writing her name, only to make an error she needed to erase. However, when she finished, she lifted the pen up right into her eye, jabbing it and knocking her to the ground. “OW! Stupid bad luck!” she said rubbing her eye. Lunchtime she began her order to the cook. “Chicken and chips.” The lunchlady responded flatly, “Out.” “Fish and chips.” “Out.” “Potato chips.” “Out.” “Potato salad.” “Out.” “Fruit salad.” “Out.” “One apple.” “Out.” “Applesauce.” “Out.” Mandy grumbled. “Alright, what do you have?” The lunchlady served her a pile of green molasses. “Next time try not to be the last one in.” She shut the doors to the kitchen closed. “Stupid bad luck…” Mandy sat down and, nevertheless, tried to eat the meal. She grabbed a fork to poke it, then put some in her mouth. The instant she took a bite, her eyes bulged open. She soon found herself in the bathroom, throwing it all up into the toilet. “BLEEEEH! STUPID! HROOO! BAD! BLUUUGH! LUCK!” At the end of the day, Mandy wandered through the halls, pondering to herself. “Why would Grim want me to throw the salt over my shoulder anyway?” A student noticed a thread on her outfit and pulled it. As she pondered, her clothes began to dissolve into thin fabric, her pondering arms blocking her chest from view and her legs those girly bits below. “Is it ‘cause I did all that stuff while we left? No, he didn’t react to that. So then, why the salt?” Of course, Mandy soon noticed from the crowd of students laughing at her that, except for her hairband, she was totally naked. She sighed and put one hand in between her legs, and used her hairband to cover her chest. “You know what...? …I don’t even care anymore,” she said as she scuttled out of view.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t