"Instant Enemies" by Laurel

The Enemies of Snakes, by Jan van Kessel

Ever since he arrived, nothing has gone right for me.  I know he looks innocent enough, but now I can't even cross the front lawn without stubbing my toe or stepping in a freak mud puddle.  I used to be the luckiest girl at school, now I'm the opposite.  "No-Luck-Hannah," they call me.  His family moved in on the day of my soccer tournament.  I saw him staring at my window and from that moment on, everything went wrong.  I lost my ball, then my cleats, then my water bottle, and all the time the clouds got thicker and thicker until it started to pour.  We lost, miserably, 0-15.  His name is Justin Howard, and he's my worst enemy.

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