Murphy's Law (open)

[Olivia Baker]

Olivia couldn't believe how her luck was going today. She overslept, tried to turn back time to fix it, ended up speeding it up making it even later, put on her shirt inside out, tripped on the way to class tearing a new hole in her favorite vintage jeans, missed a question on her test, and it was only lunch time.

At least it was lunch time though. She now had some time to relax, and recover from the terrible luck that'd plagued her earlier that day. Things would go better, starting now. They had to. She just had to think positively. It was the secret and all that bullshit. So she plastered her signature smile on her face and waited on the long line of hungry students.

Of course, Murphy's law had to strike. After they ran out of pop corn chicken she was left with the questionable grey turkey from the day before.

"Thanks." She said taking her trey and heading towards the first empty table that she saw only to be cut off by a freshman with what appeared to be super speed, causing her to trip, again, and send her food flying into the kid in front of hers back.

"I. Am. So. Sorry!" She said immediately grabbing for napkins to pat them off. She felt terrible and now on top of embarrassing herself and the poor soul she dumped yesterdays meal on, she was left lunchless and feeling like she could cry.

Of course she could try and mend all of this by reversing time. But it was raining, and for some reason she always seemed to have a much more difficult time controlling her abilities during bad weather, and she'd already screwed up today by trying to take the easy way out. So she supposed she should just accept it.

[Katy Bishop]

Katy hadn't had the best day. In fact, it had been pretty awful. She was woken up at 4:30 in the morning by two of her many brothers (who also happened to be Gestalts), then couldn't get back to sleep again, so just lay there for three hours waiting for her alarm to go. When she waited for three hours, she tended to think a lot. Not about much, just death and the pointless of life and infinite life after death and all those happy themes and so, obviously, she started crying.

Despite her best efforts, when she had her breakfast three hours later, her eyes were still puffy and blotchy, so most of her family ignored her, not wanting to set her off crying again. She had half a piece of toast (though that estimation may be a little optimistic), her morning pills and set off for school.

School was okay. Once her medication kicked in she felt a little better, but she wouldn't really call it a good mood. More of a stable one. Which offered some comfort, being stable for once, but it didn't really cheer her up.

Katy was wearing a short white dress with a little belt around her midrif. She really doubted she would be wanting to do any flying today, so having almost trapping clothing ensured she wouldn't have to. And she wasn't exactly expecting a turkey (if that even was turkey) dinner to fly at her back, most likely staining the white fabric. And a few dabs with a napkin probably wouldn't do much.

Katy spun round, a look of sheer misery on her face. She tried to stay optimistic, but (Murphy's law) everything had been going wrong today. She just wanted to curl up in a ball somewhere quiet, but she couldn't so instead she just looked at the girl who had spilt her dinner with a look of just 'eurgh' on her face.

[Olivia Baker]

When the girl turned around Liv felt her throat fall into her stomach like a ball of lead. The look on her face, the look in her eyes was just so awful and it was clear that this girl hadn't been having the best day either. She had definitely picked the wrong person to fall into with her lunch and even worse, she wasn't sure that the stain would come out.

"I am so sorry." She said, "I'll pay for it to get clean or for a new dress." She really couldn't see how this day could get worse.

By now several other students had turned around to see what the commotion was, which again, was only making things worse. The last thing Olivia wanted was eyes on her right now while she looked like a total idiot. She couldn't handle other people thinking that about her. She needed to fix this or she'd never come out on top at the end of all this high school bullshit. But it wasn't just high school bullshit this was her life. Her parents had certain expectations and this was not in one of them. Oh shit she hoped this girl wouldn't want to fight her. Wasn't that what happened in these situations? A cat fight? Crap. Olivia had never been in a fight and she couldn't have that on her record. Not to mention she was certain she'd lose. Yeah, she was tall, but she was thin as a rail and if people hugged her too hard she'd probably snap.

"I'm really sorry." She said putting her hands up defensively.

[Katy Bishop]

Katy should be upset that one of her favourite dresses was now ruined. She would usually be fuming. She just couldn't conjure up anything, not even a little niggle of frustration. Nothing. But just because she lacked emotional capability, she did didn't mean she didn't have empathy, and Katy could see that the girl was upset. Maybe she was even having as bad a day as Katy.

"Look, you don't have to... There's no need to do that. It'll just wash off, probably." Katy could hear how lacklustre her words were. If she couldn't even convince herself, she definitely wouldn't be able to convince this girl that she really didn't care. Which was true.

[Olivia Baker]

Olivia had backed off from the girl and listened to the words come out of her mouth. She wasn't expecting that response. She really was prepared to get reamed out by this girl and instead she got something much softer, sadder. She felt her heart drop, her face going along with it. It was almost as if the incident hadn't even penetrated her. Surely she cared... but it just didn't sound it. 

Olivia was wearing a dress herself, and the girl looked to be about her size. Olivia was really tall though, actually that might make her blue dress look better. "If you want I have some gym clothes in my locker, I'm done for the day. We can trade, I'll get your dress cleaned and then return it to you." It was the least she could do.

"I'm Olivia, by the way." 

[Katy Bishop]

Why couldn't it ever be simple? Why couldn't Katy just come into the cafeteria and get a bottle of water or a salad and leave again, without turkey all over her dress? Why did all this... drama, have to follow her? Why did there have to be a small crowd, watching and sniggering? And why did the girl responsible have to be so nice, nice enough to offer to wash it for her?

"... Fine." She answered eventually. "If that's really okay with you. You'll have toshow me the way to your locker, though. And I'm Katy."

[Olivia Baker]

"... Fine."

 "If that's really okay with you. You'll have to show me the way to your locker, though. And I'm Katy."

The other girl, Katy, sounded so irritated and Liv was just dying inside. 

"yeah, No problem." She said leading the way out of the cafeteria. She wasn't sure if she should say anything else or if she should try to cheer her up, it was already failing. Anything she might do or say might in fact make things worse. Should she apologize again? Probably not... that seemed to only irritate her more.

"So... What... year are you?" She asked. Uhg she hated small talk. She hated it so much. Liv already knew what year this girl was just be being a fellow student. God this was uncomfortable.