The bus ride (Jack barakat)

Chaper one: The bus ride

Ugh it's so hot. I hate summer. I mean I love that it's pretty and everything, but I hate the heat. Anyways hi I'm Lacey and I'm an alcoholic. Just kidding damn that's a bad joke. I'm actually waiting for the city bus. See I live in upper Maryland. I go to college here. I was born and raised in this humid state so it seemed like the right choice to stay and go to college here. Plus it was cheaper. At college I study history and photography. Both rather interesting. FINALLY... THE BUS. I walked on the bus just like everyday almost.

"Good morning, Henry."

"Good morning sweetie." Henry's the bus driver if you haven't figured it out. He's also one the cutest and nicest people I have ever met. He's about 65years old and his wife Cary is sweet too. I've got to know them very well over the past few years that I've ridden the bus. I met his wife one evening that happened to be their anniversary and he couldn't get off work. So she decided to ride the bus the whole time until his shift was over just to spend their anniversary together. Talk about relationship goals much.

As I walked to my seat I noticed there was only a few other people on the bus a few business men and one young man who was looking out the window. As I continued to my seat about 4-6 rows I saw the young man look up from the window and make eye contact with me. It was weird but I smiled in reply to his look he didn't smile back but rather just stare. Little rude, but that's how some people are in the city. Anyway I sat in my usual seat by the window placing my school bag on the seat next to mine. I put in my head phones and listened to music as per usual.

After about 20 minutes the bus came to a stop and about ten people got on. One of them, a police man sitting down in front of me.

"Hey joe" I said

"Oh hey lacey. You ready for another FUN DAY AT COLLEGE?!?"

"Woah joe. Calm down its just school. You sound like a dad who's sending his kid back after Summer vacation."

"Yeah well. Shut up. Don't get sassy with me young lady I could arrest you."

"Sure ok. Either way you already made a scene with your yelling. If you arrested me now I'm sure it wouldn't be a surprise to anyone."

"Probably not, but one thing that I've noticed is that there's a boy back there that hasn't stopped looking at you since I've got on the bus." I took the chance to look behind me and sure enough I met eyes with the young man I saw when I got on the bus earlier. He had beautiful eyes they were so big and dark almost black when the light from the sun hit them and his hair. It's short and clean cut. All sticky uppy sorta. Or maybe that's just how his hair was cut I don't know. But it was a dark brown black like sorta with a chunk from the front that was white. It's cute...he was cute.

"Lacey... lacey. Hello!! Lazy Lacey." Joe said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I asked a bit flustered

"It's your stop little lady." Joe said trying to hold back a laugh

"Oh thanks, joe. I'll see you later." I said quickly standing up. Wow I didn't even notice we got to my stop like was Henry speeding. Maybe I was just too busy staring at the guys eyes to see. I don't know. I grabbed my bag took one last look at the pretty brown eyed boy before waking to the front and saying bye to dear old Henry and waking to campus for class. Ah college after the weekend the smell of old beer, regret and as any other day of the week...student debt.

I walked to my first class world history. It was my favorite type of history I love it. I mean I failed geography but I still pretend to know where places of the world are. I sat down by my friend Charlie. Waiting for the lesson to start.

"Hey lazy."

"Hi Charlie." I said smirking. I have no idea why some people call me lazy Lacey I mean sure it sounds well together, but I'm not lazy. Quite the opposite actually. I usually go running every few days. I swim laps. I also ride dick. Oh geeze I didn't mean to say that. It's not even true really. I mean sure I'm not a virgin. I'm 25 for hells sake, but it's cool.

"So Lacey. What are you doing this Friday night? Presumably around 8pm?"

"Um, nothing. I don't have work this weekend. Why?"

"Because you me and Lexie are going to the bar to get drunk and lucky." He said wiggling his eyebrows, something I can hardly do.

"Sure...yeah it sound good. I could use a night out. I mean 2 more weeks until college is out and I graduate!! My body is ready to get drunk and stop trying at school!" I sorta yelled the last part while raising my fists in the air like I'd just won the big game.

"Ms. Parker!" Professor Johnson snapped

"Yes, professor?" I asked suddenly becoming shy

"Shut up." He said in a joking but serious manner. Johnson is a nice guy. hes about 50 and couldn't care less about how people see him. hes tall and has a beer belly, but hes funny and my favorite professor I've had him 3 out of my 4 years I've gone to college. he gives really good lessons and has really deep thoughts and opinions of everyday topics that others don't seem to care about.

"Yes, sir." I said with a smirk and Charlie just about laughing into tears.

"Good now let's go on..." Johnson said going into some lecture and story about WW2 and what not. I mean we learned this in high school. I mean sure I love history but I can pass this course with my eyes closed. Seeing as the year ends we just relearn things we already know so we can pass and get the year over.

After history was over I ran as fast as I could and stole Charlie's razor scooter heading straight over to the photography lab. I heard Charlie cry out for me to stop put I was already on my way across campus anyway I did this every Monday he should be used to it by now. And that's how the next two days went on until Wednesday.

A/N: ok my first story, is it good or bad?

the picture was taken by Adam Elmakias

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