User blog:TangledVarian4Eves/A Day in the Life of Lisa Loud 3: School Days!



I awoke for another brand new day! I saw Lily, still sleeping, looking adorable as usual. I then realized it was a school day. I love school, but I already know a lot they teach... Personally, I should have started out a brain surgeon, then work my way up to molecular physics and endoscopy surgeries.

But, alas, I'm headed to school, ironically in Lincoln's class. How will that turn out for me? Well you're about to find out!



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I went downstairs. Mom said, "Have a good day at school Lincoln! You too, Lisa!"

I then got on the bus, and Lincoln and Clyde were at the bus stop talking about how they'll sit next to each other and exchange comic books. Personally, I'd like to sit alone with a nice window seat and just read my physics book.

So that's exactly what I did for the next half hour.



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Then I headed into Lincoln's classroom. His teacher said, "You all remember Lisa. Now make her feel welcome."

The teacher asked Clyde to give up his seat next to Lincoln so I could sit next to him. I personally didn't want to sit in the back with Lincoln, rather in the front so I can get in all the action. But I sat in Clyde's seat regardless.



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Clyde started crying and text-messaged his dads to come pick him up to see someone named Dr. Lopez. Lincoln sat there with a glare on his face like, "This is not my sister..."

I personally wanted to tutor Lincoln after school, but he insisted on doing homework by himself... I was halfheartedly for it...

Just then, the teacher started explaining what molecular bonds were. I just ate up that information, cause it's what I know so much about!



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Just then, Lunch came, and I proposed to sit alone, but this one girl Ronnie Anne say I sit at her table. She thought I looked "cool". I agreed to sit with her just until Lincoln coming up to me and yanking me out of the room. He said, "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo! That's Ronnie Anne!" I looked up confused, "So?" Lincoln face-palmed while rolling his eyes, "SO! SO? Ronnie Anne is the girl I have a crush on. Remember?" Now that you think about it, I have heard Lincoln talk about a girl named Ronnie Anne.... I said, "So can I sit with her or not?" Lincoln said, "No... She doesn't really know I have 10 sisters... So just don't go blabbing on about science studies, or fecal samples, or..." Lincoln obviously doesn't want me to be myself around her... So I'll just lie low about it...



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After lunch, I couldn't help but be myself! What wouldn't Ronnie Anne like about me? I could tutor her in math, science, and other curriculum's. She'd be all for it, since I heard she was failing math & science. I'd be a hero!

But Lincoln insisted I don't get involved like that.... Maybe he's right... So later that night, I decided for a change...



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Now I corrected my eyes so I don't need glasses anymore... But what am I missing... My outfit and hair, of course!

So I went to school with a brand-new hairstyle. I couldn't find a brand-new outfit, except in Lola's closet, but I'd look ridiculous in those tiny heels... I don't know how she does it... Acting different, though, could be a major sociological challenge yet. I don't understand how middle school girls would gossip like no tomorrow... And what's with those lollipop sticks that breathe smoke all about? Huh? I'll need back-up...



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At lunch, Ronnie Anne was talking to some other girls, who looked tough and mean. Ronnie Anne said, "What's with the new-girl's outfit... She knows green turtlenecks paired with huge metal clasps as necklaces DON'T mesh well with our group!" I looked sad. I thought I could impress her.... But I guess not... Until...



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So, of course, my sisters all heard I needed makeover help.... That's just great, but did Lincoln overhear my murmurs of disbelief that Ronnie Anne would reject someone like me.... Or did he read my scientific studies, which said, "Get makeover fast; look cool" instead of an actual hypothesis? I didn't care anyways if he told everyone.... I need a single celled organism's way of looking at the world...



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Suddenly, the 5 most popular sisters came rushing to help me. Lynn, who knows how to talk to guys cause she's so much like one. Luan, who jokes about school that she got a student-exclusive award. Lori, who's the oldest one; she may have gone through my dilemma, or something like it. And of course, Leni, who always knows about the teen slang for different words are and what certain objects are that teens use. And of course she knows how the most popular would dress... They'll help me for sure!



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After just one hour of transformation, I think I got it all down. Leni took me to the mall so she can pick out some new clothes for me, Lynn taught me how to flirt with boys without sounding too smart, Luan taught me to make wise-cracks in class, Lori had bought some of those white sticks that breathe smoke; she called them "cigarettes".

Tomorrow, I went to school with an open mind (but not too open, as Luan mentioned a crack up of things I had to say... It's just not the smartest...)

I went in and said, "Heyyy!" to the first boy I saw,  just like how Lynn taught me,  which, surprisingly was Lincoln, my brother. He said, "Nice clothes! Though, your only four... I would lay off on some of the make-up..."

I thought: Pshh, what does he know... He's not a girl... He doesn't know what girls like which is why he's failed with Ronnie Anne before!

I then snuck out after class and tried those "cigarettes" as Lori called them... I breathed one in... "Yow! That reeks!" I said the first time... Second time, wasn't that bad..



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After I coughed out some IQ points, I headed to lunch where, of course, Ronnie Anne and her (as Leni called them) posse were sitting. They saw my new outfit and cigarettes, and said, "Ew! As. If! Those are poisonous!" I thought, poisonous, eh... I then went back to my usual, normal self. And that's when it dawned on me. I don't need to impress anyone... I can just be the same old Lisa Loud that my siblings would love unconditionally! Speaking of which....



So that's it! Oh, and by the way... I googled the side-effects of cigarettes... Not pretty, let me tell you... I don't recommend them..

Chow! In simpleton language, that's bye!