I got off of the bus and started walking up the driveway. The bus hadn't pulled away yet so I was just suggesting that, that creep Mr. Young was staring at me while I was walking up to my house. Ew... That was all I could think. I stopped for a minute then started walking again when this girl comes out of nowhere behind me and in a high- pitched voice squeals, "Hi!" I screamed not know who it was. I turned around to see that it was just a girl. Don't talk to her. She's a stranger... but she did just get off of my bus, so I'm sure we'll be seeing more of each other. Yeah.
"Hi," I replied, "What's your name?"
"I'm Marisa."
"Nice to meet you, Marisa. I like your necklace."
"Oh yeah! I got this down at that little store, they have so much cool stuff!"
"My mum owns that store."
"Omigod really?"
"Yeah."
"That is so cool! We should like hang out sometime or something."
"You're the one from Minnesota, no?"
"Yeah. How did you know."
"Your mum told my mum."
"Oh. Okay. Cool. Speaking of mum, I better go, it's the first day and she needs to know what time I'm going to get home around."
"Okay. Sounds cool. I just live right up here, so I'm not that far."
"Alright, cool. Bye!"
"Bye."
Then I just went home; dreadful home.
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Little Miss "Perfect"
Teen FictionShe never really talked to anybody at school until this girl comes out of nowhere one day when she's getting off the bus to go home. She didn't talk to many people and tried to keep her distance from people because she was always seen as scary and r...
