It just wasn't her day, it wasn't her week either, no, everything just sucks, especially her life. No, you couldn't assume that she was in a good mood. She brushed her brown mane from her face and stormed out of the house. She was too late. She had never been late, really never. Today by a whole hour, and today was such an important day. She clenched her teeth so as not to scream in anger and finally reached the school grounds.
The dusty courtyard was empty and deserted. From the open windows she could hear the voices of the teachers and individual students. She banged her head on the door and groaned. That would be a big bump for sure. It just wasn't her day. Outside the classroom, she took a deep breath. She had to appear relaxed, no, not relaxed and worried. But definitely not angry. She knocked shyly on the door and waited for the teacher to "come in".
She opened the door and stared into the expectant faces of her class. As soon as they recognized who was late, they turned their gaze away again and stared listlessly at the full-written blackboard. The teacher gave her an arrogant look. Her mood sank to rock bottom. "Have a seat, Fraulein," he growled and gave her an angry look. Crouched head crept to her place. Next to her was her best friend Mia, who looked at her suspiciously. As I said, she was never late. It just wasn't her day.

When the doorbell rang for recess, she, like the rest of the class, was at the end of it all. "Hey, Brownie totally screwed it up again." She groaned, why did the world hate her anyway. Alexis was bad at the blonde, she was blonde, stupid, and skinny. And worst of all, she was her archenemy and had now seized the chance when she was weak at this moment.
"What do you want Blondie?" so gave her back. Alexis gave her an arrogant look. "Oh come on cockroach, you won't be mad at me right away?" Did she mention that cockroaches were brown? "Great, Goldie. Forgive yourself and your rattling ass at last, I have more important things to do than listen to your beeping." "Miss Müller, don't use violent language. An oral six!" Day was?
Blondie grinned at her and pushed her rattling ass onto the chair next to her boyfriend. Blonde, broad, muscular and also stupid. She rolled her eyes and turned to the teacher, who was in a bad mood today and didn't give her a chance to erase her oral six from the report card.
The school hours dragged on and not even Mia could brighten her day, but maybe that was simply because her life was shitty. And no, she wasn't emo, even if she'd like to be one. No, she was just unlucky and it frustrated her so much.Then the lunch break finally came, or should she say unfortunately?

It was warm outside so Mia, sun worshiper, decided to go outside. She trotted after her and of course promptly ran into Blondie. "You shit, aren't you careful?" Blondie hissed at her and looked at her shirt. Cocoa spreads on the white t-shirt, leaving a big brown stain like it fell in shit. That made her smile, of course, which Blondie didn't like at all.* clap *She held her cheek and stared at Blondie in disbelief. "You miserable whore!" she growled and grabbed Blondie's hair. This pulled out her red painted fingernails and left nasty scratches on her arm.
She hit her in the face with her fist, which Blondie didn’t let sit on her, and they both fought.
Mia sighed softly and looked back and forth between Brownie and Blondie, the hair was the only means of identification at the moment, the limbs were completely tangled. "Miss Müller, Miss Berger! In my office." It just wasn't her day.

"And who would have won?" asked a boy next to Mia and grinned broadly. "That was a fight. Blondie vs. Brownie, should happen more often." adds another.

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I have nothing against blondes (I'm almost one myself: D)