Split Seconds

Introduction

I waited patiently on the lonesome sidewalk for the bus to come and get me for school. A bus thats filled people who make my life a living hell. I immediately thought of the main source of my problems - Flash Thompson.  Oh how he despised me. Reasons why are still unclear and completely not relevant, but he seems to take a tremendous pleasure on making everyday as difficult as possible.  I pushed those thoughts of misery away, just to see that the bus had gone past me. Yet another day of complete invisibility. I grabbed the straps of my backpack, and quickly ran to catch up with the bus. After a few antagonizing minutes of perpetually running, the bus driver saw me and came to a gradual stop. The rusty doors opened revealing the disheveled, lazy bus driver who frankly doesn't give a damn whether I get to school or not. I muttered a thanks to him as I stepped on. It had seemed like everyone's eyes layed on me, as I walked down the narrow isle. I glanced at seats that only had one person sitting in it, and its like they read my mind and quickly put their bags on the empty part, giving me the direct refusal of me sitting there. I found an empty seat and sat down, but not before I was tripped by Flash. Believe me, I was used to it by now. I had even brought a back up pair of glasses, just in case the ones that im wearing break, on my short journey to the bus floor. Basically this was Flash saying 'good morning' to me.