Jan Di had had it. This was the last damn straw.
It had already been a crappy week - no, make that a crappy year - ever since she'd joined that damned school and become everyone's favourite plaything. She was failing one too many subjects (barely passing the rest), she was broke and somehow scraped one meal together everyday, and to top it all off, she was in a freaking love triangle that she didn't even ask to be in.
If this wasn't rock bottom, the dead-end of the miserably pit of life after a long winding journey through a black hole, she didn't know what was.
And now, this. She was about to walk out of the library on a fine afternoon when her own damn feet failed her and she almost fell flat on her face. Almost. That didn't stop her shins from getting bruised - her shins! - and hurting like she'd been trampled on by her classmates (who, by the grace of God, where nowhere to be seen and could not mock her in this moment of utter mental devastation). This was the last thing she needed.
Jan Di breathed in and sat herself down on the stairs that had betrayed her. She was going to cry. She could afford to, just this once.
'I mean, I should be more upset about everything. Life really is handing out lemons like it's cheaper than free,' Jan Di thought to herself. It was all taking too much of a toll on her, both mentally and physically.
After about two minutes of burying her head in her arms, face still dry, she looked up. She had so much to do today, she might as well get started. The pain had dulled significantly, too.
Ignoring the dirty looks people sent her way (this was nothing new in school), she went about her day, finishing off all her chores one by one. That's really all she could do now, just figure out life day by day. She'd learnt to not get knocked clean off her feet when life dealt a harsh blow now, so she'd be fine. If it got really bad, maybe she'd actually cry a few tears and then deal with it.
A/N: I honestly thought about adding a Prince Charming to lift her mood or save the day, but Jan Di doesn't need a damn charming prince. She can have a shitty day and deal with it herself once in a while.
Yeah, okay, I was having a terrible day (I've got brand new scars to match Jan Di's!), and this popped up in my head. Hope it doesn't sound too whiny. That's just how I sound in my head.