"but I am, I'm sorry for everything, I am bad luck." Screech said, he remembers everything being his fault from the day he was born. That was the day his birth mother died and his birth father became depressed
Belladonna took Screech by the shoulders. "Screech, look at me. You are not bad luck. The day I first met you was the day that my life changed for the better. I got two best friends that day and I wasn't so freaked out about college anymore. You're good luck."
Something in the back of her mind tingled, a small part of herself that was always uneasy whenever one of them was missing. She hoped that Myriad was okay. Speaking of which, where exactly was he?
Belladonna shivered, the purple sweater that she was wearing just not enough to fend off the chill of the icy waters. Screech had to stay to support his family, now that his father had died. They had wanted to stay with him and help out, but he told them to go back to the mainlands and that he would keep in touch.