User blog:AustinDR/Luan's Problem (Part 3)

(Luan sluggishly awoken to the sounds of soft crying. She's surprised to discover that she's in the hospital. After she had accidentally overdosed on her ADHD pills, the world was nothing but a blur to her. And then she fell into a deep sleep. By the door, Lynn Sr. was consoling his wife as she bawled. She sees that her sisters' eyes were bloodshot red from grieving for her for hours.)

Luan: (weakly) Where am I?....

(This catches the attention of her sisters.)

Luna: Luan! You're alive!

(She runs over to hug her sister, but Rita urged her to be soft on her.)

Lori: We were literally scared about what you did.

Luan: (sad) I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you all scared.

Lynn: Why would you do something like that?

(Luan looks down in shame. Suddenly her memories began to flood back into her. Tears began to slide down her cheeks, and they fell onto the bed sheets.)

Luna: Sis, just tell us why you did this.

Luan: (sniffling) I was wanting to get better at math....

Lynn: What does math have to do with this?

Luan: You don't understand. I work hard on math every day, but it just gets scrambled in my mind. Maybe there's something wrong with me.

(She starts crying again. Luna lightly rubs her back.)

Luna: No, there isn't anything wrong with you. I don't know where you got that idea.

Luan: But it's true; Ms. Bitterns always reminds me of how little value my life has. After I failed that stupid math test for her, she just gave up on me. She's right to do so.

Luna: Right?! How is it remotely okay? She could've killed you!

Luan: Because it was true. Every time that I try to do math, the numbers get scrambled in my mind. Sometimes I think it's this answer, sometimes that answer; I don't know why I keep doing this. When a problem looks so easy to solve, alternate ideas pop into my head that make me rethink myself. She explained even the most basic terms to me, but I still end up screwing up. I should just face it. She's right: I am a failure.

Luna: So you can't solve for X, big deal. You are more special than that.

Luan: How am I?

Luan: Because you're my sister. Not even my sister, really, but my best friend.

(Luan cries again; Luna gently hugs her from the back.)

Lori: Yeah, we don't know how we can even go on if you were gone.

Lynn: Just promise that you won't do that again, alright?

Luan: I promise.

(We go back to Dr. Blogsby's office.)

Blogsby: My; what a story. But tell me, what became of Ms. Bittern? I mean, surely she would've been fired.

(Luan smiles)

Luan: Oh, that's the best part. Here's how it went.

(We return to the fourth grade, and Luan walks into the room.)

Bitterns: Luan Loud....

(Luan stops in her tracks, and gulps.)

Bitterns: I've heard that you were recently in the hospital. What happened?

(Luan twiddled her fingers. Bitterns coldly stares at her. Luan nearly wet herself in fear.)

Luan: Well, you see, Ms. Bitterns....

Bitterns: Save it. I'm going to assume that you pretended to be sick just so you could miss a weak of school. So not only are you a failure, but you've decided to pay hooky?

(Luan didn't say anything.)

Bitterns. Hmph. Get to your seat. We are going to begin class now.

(Luan obeys her, and walks to her seat. Before she began class, she decided to start by passing out homework that was due the next day.)

Bitterns: Luan!

Luan: Y-yes Ms. Bitterns?

Bitterns: Help me hand out these papers.

Luan: OK.....

(Luan nervously walks towards Ms. Bitterns. Bitterns looked at her with the upmost look of hatred.)

Bitterns: Get over here this instant. We haven't gotten all day.

(Luan does as told, and she's handed the papers. The papers shook wildly in her hands. By the time that she had approached the first desk, Luan had unintentionally dropped several pieces of paper on the floor. Bitterns was angered.)

Bitterns: I asked you to do one simple task, and you still messed up...very well, I'll do this myself.

(She gets down to pick up the pieces of fallen paper, only to hear a rip. Her students gasped in surprise.)

Bitterns: What is it?

(She felt the breeze, and deeply grew red with embarrassment. She quickly covered up her exposure.)

Bitterns: (growls) Why you! Look what you've done!!

(She starts to run towards Luan. Luan screams, and runs in the opposite direction. Bitterns tried to catch up to her, but she slips on the pieces of paper, and lands on her face.)

Luan: Oh, this is bad.....

(The students all looked at each other a few times, emotionless at first. Slowly, smiles began to form on their faces as a light chuckle escaped their lips. Luan was surprised. She thought they would admonish her for what she had done, but here they are laughing up a storm.)

Luan: Well, I sure gave her the slip.

(She began to laugh as well. Ms. Bitterns wakes up to see her students gathered around her.)

Bitterns: What's the meaning of this? Get back in your seats!!

(The kids had several objects in their hands. Pencils, pens, erasers, notebooks, and textbooks to be exact. They started to throw them at her.)

Bitterns: OW! Stop you little brats! Stop this right now!

(She tries to get up, but she accidentally slips on the papers again. But that wasn't the least of her problems.)

Girl: What's that smell?

Boy: Oh my gosh, Bitterns just wet herself!

(Bitterns looks down. She saw that they were right)

Bitterns: Get away from me! Get away!!

(Bitterns manages to run out of the classroom, screaming like a banshee when she does. Eventually, the principal came into the room.)

Boy: Way to go, Luan, that was the funniest thing that I've ever seen in my life.

Luan: Thanks, but I didn't intend....

Girl: Are you a comedian?

(Luan thought about what she had asked her. Yes, that turn of events which -- while incidental on her part -- did actually end up funny.)

Luan: Yes. Yes I am.

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