the bus ride into my heart

the moment i realized

    i watched as my stupid bus driver pulled into the school parking lot. ugh i have to go on the bus again i hate her i thought to myself. her name is giwlf and i hate my bus driver she is so old and drives WAY too slow.
    it was raining really hard so my hair was soaking wet. hopefully giwlf won't get mad. she's scary when she's mad.
   also in case you were wondering, giwlf stands for "grandma i WOULDNT love to fuck." we all hate giwlf so that's what we call her it's so funny.
    anyways, giwlf pulled her bus into the parking spot. she opened her bus doors so the kids could get in. i stepped onto the bus.
   "name?" giwlf said looking down at her notebook
    "jackson smith"
    giwlf looked up when she heard my name. she pulled down her mask at looked up at me as a smirk grew on her face, "my my my, you're so wet jackson..."
    i blushed, "y-y-y-y-yeah i am...."
    we stared at eachothers eyes for a solid 5 minutes before the line behind me started to get antsy, so i stroked her arm softly and walked to my seat.
as i sat in my seat, i kept replaying the moment in my head. you're so wet jackson her words kept replaying.
and in that moment, i knew.
i was going to make the giwlf mine.