A Bouquet of Love

Who's that girl ?

Jeremy's POV:

I inhale slowly as the wind gently blows away my hair. The scenery outside my window moves away quickly from my sight as the bus moves further. Looking outside makes me entertained and happy. A smile appears on my face as I keep on looking outside the window.

I can never travel on a bus without getting a window seat. People are so close to me that I can smell their armpits. On top of that, it's so hot I'm sweating. Thank God I have a window seat I would have fainted by now. I look at the other passengers. They include middle-aged men and women who are returning from their respective work all tired and sleepy. These people have no choice but to struggle in their daily lives to have a normal and happy life. Travelling on a bus is cheap, so they do it to save up their money.

I can understand. Life is no different to me as well. I too have been travelling on public transport to save money. The only difference is that I'm smarter than others. I somehow always managed to get a window seat.

I take a deep breath and look outside the window. "Life's beautiful " I whisper before exhaling. The fresh air passes through my sweaty shirt as I find myself lost in my thoughts once again.

"STOP THE BUS RIGHT NOW!"

My thoughts are interrupted as I hear a female voice shouting from the front seats. I snap back to reality. A voice so thunderous and commanding that I can't help but look for the person. My eyes roll over quickly from the window in search of that person. I tilt my head a little to get a better view. There she was "Miss Fierce", standing confidently on her feet, anger on her face and money in her hand.

"MY STOP WAS ALREADY 5 MINS AGO. I TOLD YOU TO STOP WHY DIDN'T YOU?"
She shouts at the bus conductor as she rolls her eyes in frustration.

"TAKE YOUR DAMN MONEY. YOU HAD ONE JOB TO DO.........". She continues to yell as she gets off the bus.

My eyes follow her movements as she gently wiped her sweat with her handkerchief. Good lord, I can't stop looking at her! I tilt my head to adjust my view so that I can see her more clearly. She is in her school uniform. Must be in high school. She looks around my age too. Maybe I must stop assuming, but whatever it is she is gorgeous. Her thick black hair is up to her shoulders neatly braided into two strands. Her face is round and cute. Her lips are heart-shaped. Charismatic and unique. Damn, attractive!

The bus slowly moves as she starts walking towards her previous stop. I see her one last time before she's out of my sight.

Her presence was so strong that I can't stop replaying what had happened in my mind. The way she yelled and walked away confidently was very unforgettable. I'm impressed. From now on, she will live in my mind rent-free. But, who is she? I will never know. But I do hope to know her.

This time I look outside the window with a smile but for a different reason. You know it right, Haha!

As I was lost in my thoughts, my stop arrives. I stand with joy and carry my bags. I get off the bus and take small steps towards my bus stop.
My new journey starts from here.

(Haha! My first wattpad story ; feels weird)