The boy on the bus... (on break )

Chapter 2

The whole week was the same. The same weird feeling, the new boy in the front of the bus, the same gunshot all the time at the same hour. 

Today, I asked my mother if we could talk for a minute, but she was in too much of a hurry and stormed off. Isn't it nice to have a mom that overwork?

I stayed in my room all day. there was no school because of a snowstorm. Of course when you have free time you need to put it in a nap before dinner. 

I wake up to the sound of my window opening. Scared, i took the first thing that could kill someone on my desk, scissors. I move quietly towards the window. I look outside, nobody....

Too scared to go back to bed, I look at the clock only to notice that it's already 12:30 p.m. I go downstairs, make myself a sandwich as I open my phone to see if I'll get any messages from my friends, but nothing, just emails. Bored, I take a look around me. I see my coat laying on top of the sofa and decide to go to the park at the end of the street. 

I sit on a bench and contemplate the landscape. A few families are making their rounds while I'm sitting here all alone. Sometimes I wish I had a loving family. A father who doesn't spend days trying to find milk. A mother who is not always busy with her work.

I fall asleep quietly as the breeze quietly touches my face. I get woken up by a truck. Why does he honk? Does he want me to have a heart attack to meet my father?

I go home and stretch out on the sofa, turn on the TV and watch a Netflix series I started not too long ago.

 I wake up in my bed. How? Dont know and I don't have time to think about it. I get off, prepare my lunch and go to wait for the bus. This morning, the boy was not there. I spend my day as usual. In the evening I take the bus again and he is there. On is usual bench. I decide to go see him and sit on the bench next door.

 I arrive home and again, at 6:12 p.m., there is the same gunshot. 

I finally decide to go see what's going on outside. I arrive outside, but nothing. I look around and see a man with a gun running towards a small alley. I decide to follow him. What bad thing could happen?