Lana Lang's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I went to sleep in the Talon with a bag of coffee on the shelf above my head and when I woke up it had spilled over and there was ground coffee in my mouth and I tripped on a skateboard somebody had left and skidded across the room and bounced off the bakery case and I knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
At school Mrs. Dickens liked Clark's Arrangement in Blue and Red better than my Study in Pink. On the chemistry test I forgot what the sixteenth element is. Who needs the sixteenth element? I could tell that it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I could tell because I heard somebody say that I wasn't the best rider at the meet. Somebody else was best at show jumping and somebody else was best at dressage and that I was only the third best rider. I hope you get bitten by horseflies, I wanted to say. I hope that horseflies are huge and nasty and that they bite you all the time I'm at art school in Paris.
There were two pieces of apple pie in Clark's lunch and Chloe brought something that made her tongue blue. It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
That's what it was because after school another meteor mutant showed up and of all the people it could have chased, it chased just me. Then somebody said that the same thing might happen next week.
Next week, I said, I'm going to art school in Paris.
Then Chloe and I went shopping for clothes and they were out of my size in everything I liked and finally Chloe told me to get something that isn't pink. She can make me buy things that aren't pink but she can't make me wear them.
When I went to give Lex the Talon accounts he said that I shouldn't play with the computer but I wanted to check my email and I forgot. He also said to watch out for the artifacts and I was careful as could me except when another mutant startled me. He also said don't fool around with the videophone but I think I dialed his dad who was somewhere near that art school in Paris.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
There was kissing on TV and I'd decided that I didn't know if I wanted kissing so seeing kissing made me feel weird.
The bath was too hot and I got makeup remover in my eyes and when I went to bed I thought I saw a green flash out somewhere and it was another mutant and when I tried not to scream I bit my tongue.
It has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
Mr. Kent says some days are like that.
Even at art school in Paris.
I went to sleep in the Talon with a bag of coffee on the shelf above my head and when I woke up it had spilled over and there was ground coffee in my mouth and I tripped on a skateboard somebody had left and skidded across the room and bounced off the bakery case and I knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
At school Mrs. Dickens liked Clark's Arrangement in Blue and Red better than my Study in Pink. On the chemistry test I forgot what the sixteenth element is. Who needs the sixteenth element? I could tell that it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I could tell because I heard somebody say that I wasn't the best rider at the meet. Somebody else was best at show jumping and somebody else was best at dressage and that I was only the third best rider. I hope you get bitten by horseflies, I wanted to say. I hope that horseflies are huge and nasty and that they bite you all the time I'm at art school in Paris.
There were two pieces of apple pie in Clark's lunch and Chloe brought something that made her tongue blue. It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
That's what it was because after school another meteor mutant showed up and of all the people it could have chased, it chased just me. Then somebody said that the same thing might happen next week.
Next week, I said, I'm going to art school in Paris.
Then Chloe and I went shopping for clothes and they were out of my size in everything I liked and finally Chloe told me to get something that isn't pink. She can make me buy things that aren't pink but she can't make me wear them.
When I went to give Lex the Talon accounts he said that I shouldn't play with the computer but I wanted to check my email and I forgot. He also said to watch out for the artifacts and I was careful as could me except when another mutant startled me. He also said don't fool around with the videophone but I think I dialed his dad who was somewhere near that art school in Paris.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
There was kissing on TV and I'd decided that I didn't know if I wanted kissing so seeing kissing made me feel weird.
The bath was too hot and I got makeup remover in my eyes and when I went to bed I thought I saw a green flash out somewhere and it was another mutant and when I tried not to scream I bit my tongue.
It has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
Mr. Kent says some days are like that.
Even at art school in Paris.