Four-leaf clover
Flowers blooming,
soft winds, bees buzzing, brighter days... Spring was slowly making its return
to the neighbourhood. Although, that first description doesn't really fit with
Oliver's friend groups' idea of the season —unbearable allergies, burning heat
of sunlight, terrible rain... that's more like it.
It was the first day
of Spring break, when, all of a sudden, Oliver saw himself forced to wake up
over the loud screams coming from the windows of the flat. His black hair was
as messy as ever, and he quickly picked up his glasses to see what was going
on.
Of course, it was his friends Avery and Mason the ones
who woke the whole neighbourhood.
"Why don't you both just shut up!? Let's meet up
to complain instead of waking up everyone!" Oliver yelled back at them,
proposing a better way to get rid of their stress.
"Did we really have to do this?" Avery
sighed, looking all messy as she felt too lazy to brush her dark curly hair,
and with awful dark bags below her brown eyes.
"Well, I guess it's not the neighbours’ fault we're that mad at spring" Oliver reasoned.
However, as Avery kept on complaining for ages,
something else had stolen Oliver's attention.
"Guys, you won't believe this, but..."
"Oh my Goodness, Oliver!
It's a four-leaf clover!" Mason interrupted him, jumping in happiness.
"Finally, some good luck is coming our way!" Avery, and eventually Oliver, started jumping with him as well.
Right then, as the group was lost in the joy of finally coming across with the luck they had seldom believed to achieve, rain suddenly started pouring.
"You've got to be kidding me" Oliver's mood
suddenly faded, and so did the others'.
"That is because the clover doesn't have four
leafs, you moron!" Avery realised, filled with contempt once more.
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