She Is Lucky

I used to call her 'my luck'. And lucky she was. Very.

Whenever I broke rules or skipped classes, she was my default accomplice. It was our internal joke that I would not get caught if she was with me. We were a team. We are still a team.

But I realise now that she is not lucky. Her luck just rubs off on everybody around her. So, as she passes on her luck to others, there is usually nothing left for her. Everybody gets lucky in her presence. It is in the air around her.

I just know this that someday she will find someone who works the same way for her. Someone in whose presence she would get lucky.

My luck.