The fourteen-year-old girl lay on her cramped bed, staring at the ceiling which was decorated by slash posters and vinyls . White Bose headphones covered her ears .Her phone vibrated a little as the song changed. She recognised the music, in fact it was one of her favourite songs. So she reached over to grab her phone, turning down the brightness so it wouldn't hurt her eyes and turned the volume all the way up. She saw the time : 1:09. She wasn't planning on staying up this long ,but she wasn't that tired.
She hummed the lyrics 'I was far too scared to hit him, but I'd hit him in a heartbeat now"
She started the song from the beginning and smiled before collapsing onto her bed again.
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She stood and stared at herself in the narrow mirror mounted on her wall. She put on an oversized jumper, some small shorts and slipped into a worn slightly discoloured pair of white air forces. It was simple , but cute. To be perfectly honest she didn't really care what she looked like ,but she wanted to make a good first impression and looking nice wouldn't hurt.
The bus didn't arrive until 7:50 and she checked her watch , it read: 7:30 , so she had time.
She took an electric guitar off the wall and plugged it into a amp , decorated with different types of stickers , which was stationed below an semi- untidy desk littered with scrunched up pieces of paper and dried pens .She took a little stool from the corner of her room dedicated to music and began strumming a few cords.
Before she realised , the yellow school bus had approached her bus stop, she snatched herpair of EarPods and put her guitar in a case, slinging it over her shoulder. Before swinging open her door and grabbing her skateboard , running down the stairs and jumping the last 4. The sweet aroma of freshly baked bread filled her nose. Customers looked at her briefly , then went back to their conversations .
A plump friendly-looking lady beamed and tossed her a small loaf of bread, it was still warm.
"Have a good one!" She smiled and waved
"I'll try!" The girl replied , giving a quick salute and opening the front door to the cafe causing a little high-pitched bell to ring.
She ran towards the bus stop , throwing down her skateboard and hoping on it. Once she boarded the bus she chose a seat near enough to the back, and unwrapped the loaf, letting the sweet smell of bread fill her nose. The bus had worn seats , but it was bright enough and looked like it had been cleaned , despite the occasional scribbles on the seats or windows. She took off her bag and put it by her feet. Taking off her guitar case bed putting it on the seat next to hers.
Her head rested on the window, soaking in the scenery and California sun. Putting in her EarPods and put on her regular playlist
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