Four Seasons With You

Bus Stop

A chance for another academic achiever moment as I sit on the bus heading for a competition of writers.

A sense of touch flared my senses as I felt a poke on my shoulder.

I look to my right with an annoyed face with one of my eyebrows raised, forming a questioned look.

I never really bothered asking for his name, so I just stayed quiet.

He looked at me with a cheeky smile, with the questioning look on my face.

"You're not in uniform. Heading to where? Cutting classes, are we now?" He asked with a teasing tone
as I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"A competition—the one for writers that I got assigned to," I stated with annoyance and he nods.

But as I said that, I realized that this bus is about to go to a different city and not where our school goes.

My eyes widen in panic as I tried telling the bus driver to stop. When the bus driver did, the boy from the seat near the window
said to me, "You're forgetting something—buses makes stops." And proceeds to leave the bus walking off.