"I hate Friday the damn 13th."Butch said to himself as walked through the park.
'First I got robbed, then black cat walked in front of me and scratch my face. Could it get any worse?!' Just then he hear thunder and rain started pounding on him.
"Karma is a brat." Butch yelled. He ran to a restaurant's and shake as much water as he could from his spiked hair.
"Butch?" Butch turned to see his friend, Buttercup,who seemed to be as drenched as he was.
"Hi" was all Butch said a while waiting.
After some minutes Buttercup finally notice the scratch he got on his cheek.
"Hey what happen to your cheek?" Buttercup asked while looking at the mark.
"Nothing that you should worry about." Butch said while looking at the still raining sky he put his hand on his cheek. The rain stopped and Buttercup went perked Butch on the cheek and went. Butch just stood there like an idiot. Buttercup had kiss him on the cheek . Friday the 13th wasn't that unlucky after all.