Bus Boy.2

13 2 1
                                        




You ran in a hurry down the stairs now excited to go to school. You ran past your dad forgetting to say good morning to him and went straight to the breakfast on the table. You shoved as much food as you could in your mouth and ran to the door. You grab your backpack from off the floor and ran out trying not to miss second period.  You run to the bus stop and it's about to take off but you made it just in time. You walk in but it's crowded, you pay and squish your way in. You're getting crushed by everyone around you, so you just try to hold on. It's only five stops away from your house to your school. You start counting the stops to keep your mind off of being squished. one, two, three...Blank

You go blank and your heart is racing. The man behind you is grabbing your ass. You feel disgusted for a quick second. Then you're pissed off, you turn around but before you could do anything a hand grabbed the man's and pulls it away. You look up at the person, a little mad but grateful

"I think you should get off at the next stop sir," he said as he gripped and twisted the man's hand even harder, the man groaned in pain

The next stop came and the man pulled his hand free and rushed off.  You turn to the boy and look up at him. he's tall maybe around your age

"Thank you"

"No problem," he said turning the other way from you

The fifth stop came and you squished your way off and ran to the school gate and then to the front office

'Heyy Ms. Linda" you said as you open the door

"Late again on the first day. that's detention you know"

"Aww don't be like that, I know you secretly like seeing me every morning. I'll bring your favorite latte tomorrow morning"

"Fine no detention, just this last time since it's your last year"

"Me and you both know it's not the last time"

"Yes, I know, here's your schedule"

"Thanks again ms. Linda," you say walking out into the hallway

"Go to second period, sweetie"

"Yes ma'am," you said speed walking to your second-period class

You walk in, and the teacher scolds you for being late. You hear laughing in the back from Namjoon and walk towards him to take the seat next to him.

"Hey," you said as you sat down

"Hey, you know it wouldn't kill you to come on time for once," Namjoon said passing me the notes he took earlier

"Yeah yeah, whatever"

"We have a break after this class and here," he says handing you a lunch bag

"Why are you giving me your lunch, oh my god I didn't pack my lunch"

"Yeah I figured and this isn't mine it's yours I made it for you, its your favorite sandwich with extra pickles, just the way you like it, and some snacks"

"Really, your the best," you say in a happy tone while taking the lunch bag

"Yeah I know, let me see your schedule. I wanna see what other classes we got together"

"Yeah here"

You opened the lunch bag looking at all your favorite snacks he got you, you sneak one out and ate it quickly trying not to let the teacher see

"Yup, Looks like this is the only class we got together"

"What," you said with a mouth full of food

The Art of True LoveWhere stories live. Discover now