Episode 2

Episode 2

(Let's travel back in time:)

{THAT MORNING}

[“Oh no! I did not pack my bag! Quick, Elizabeth, quick! You can’t be late today!” said Elizabeth, as she motivated herself.

While packing the bags hurriedly, she remembered about her workbook and took it out. It was fully completed, with neat handwriting and colorful, radiant and attractive pictures. She kept it by her side, and packed the rest of the things.

But then she got up and looked at the clock. Ten minutes left to nine! Oh my god! I have to be fast!

But as she hurriedly ran out of her room, she rocked the table, and the glass of water on the table fell straight on the side of her bed. Yes, it fell on the WORKBOOK!

Realizing what mess was created by her now, she quickly picked up the workbook and kept it near the window pane to dry up.

She hurried and opened her wardrobe to take out her dress. And along with her dress, all the other clothes, tops and jeans flowed out of the wardrobe. Oh, what a bad day!

And after wearing her school dress, and somehow tying up her hair, she picked up her bag, picked an apple from the school kitchen, since she missed the breakfast, and ran out of her room and towards the lift as fast as she could, which was her only hope to reach early to class, and unluckily she missed it.

But what happened to the workbook?]

"I remember I had looked for it on the window pane before leaving, but it was not there," thought Elizabeth, trying to solve the mystery, "Where could it be? If it was neither on the window pane, nor in my bag, then is it..."

She was shaking with fear.

...

[Yes, Elizabeth, yes. In your hurry, you did not keep the book properly on the window pane.

So it was disbalanced and fell out of the window...

And it's probably in the dumping yard now...] XD

And like this, the poor but elegant workbook, which was so important to Elizabeth, ended the rest of it's short life in the dumping yard.]

---X---BACK TO REALITY---X---

After realizing this, Elizabeth spoke softly, with a horrific expression on her face. “Sorry Lucy and Sarah, seems like…” She stopped.

“Seems like what?” they asked, anxiously.

“Seems like I threw our workbook out of the window! I am such a troublesome loser!” and she explained what had happened that morning.

She paused for a while and then burst into tears. Sarah pitied her. “Don’t worry Elizabeth,” comforted Sarah, “Maybe, this is luck. We were doomed from the start.”

But Lucy was silent. “All my hard work will be going to be waste! This troublesome Elizabeth! I am really mad at her foolishness and carelessness!”

And like this, Elizabeth troubled everyone around her. That day, she broke the vase which was so precious to Mrs. Daily, as she was cleaning the teacher’s restroom, which was a punishment by Mrs. Daily herself.

The next day, she hurt someone’s nose badly, as she was passing the water bottle to her.

She was warned thrice but still no improvements.

And then, in the chemistry lab, instead of adding potassium chloride to hydrogen peroxide, Elizabeth added potassium permanganate, thereby resulting in a wrong product to be created through the reaction, the outcome of which was loud bangs and a total mess in the lab.

The next day after a test, during history class, Elizabeth was asked to distribute the class notebooks to copy down some notes. But she distributed the test notebooks instead, and the students efficiently did their work- correcting the wrong answers of the test with the now known correct answers and therefore every student topped the exam!

After that, in the music class, she played the violin violently. Even after repeated warnings, she could not change that way, she was so much used to playing violin in that terrible way, resulting in the damage of the poor, innocent violin.

But nobody ****** her out of the school even though she vandalized school property, unknowingly. Because she was an orphan and had nowhere to stay actually. Her diplomat step aunt had admitted her to that school, and then after a few months stopped contacting her. Everyone pitied her.

But now everyone knew very well why her step aunt did not want her. The only possible reason was that she was a walking disaster zone. Anywhere she goes, anything she touches, anything she does, she will definitely create some trouble or the other.

Still, her classmates did not tell anything and kept tolerating her eccentricities…

She is known to create trouble and problems all the time.

And perhaps the word ‘troublemaker’ was too short to describe her.

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