Bus Ride

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ALLYS POV

I had just moved to Miami from Texas and it was a lot different. Everyone spoke Spanish and I only knew the language of Sandy Cheeks... I knew I was going to have a hard time in school.
"Ally get your bottom up!" my mom yelled to me. It was the first day of highschool in Miami.
"Okay Momma!" I yelled back in my southern accent. I threw on my jeans, cowgirl boots, and sequinned tank top and grabbed my cow hide leather bag. I then rushed Down stairs and ate a piece of beef jerky for breakfast.
"Bye momma!" I said before rushing out the door.
"Yall have fun now!" she yelled back even tho I was alone.
Once I boarded the bus everyone looked at me. I felt #selfconscious.
"Sit down now, this is the 305." The driver said in a hushed tone. I immediately followed his orders because his voice calmed me.I tried to glance over to get a look at him but I couldn't. The other kids were all wearing similar brands like Hollister and flip-flops. I found a seat in the back of the bus and rested my head by the window.
"DALE!!!!" the bus driver yelled and we zoomed off to school. My head bumped against the window and the world went black....

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