The Girl From the Bus

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I do as I usually do when I get on the bus, walk to my seat, sit down, and listen to music until I get to school. Today though was not the same. I have peace for about 5 minutes until we make a stop and someone get on the bus, setting their things on the floor at my seat. 

"Can I sit here?" she asked. I looked up at her she had  the most gorgeous blonde hair I had ever seen. it was in a ponytail which I thought would've looked better down.  I looked at her boredly before nodding my head slightly and turning away, though I couldn't stop the blush from rushing to my cheeks. 

"I'm Rileigh Johnson!" she says after a few seconds. 

"Cool, I'm Mariah." I reply 

"Are you new here I don't think I've seen you around before?" she asks me. 

"Yeah... I'm new this year." I reply looking down at my phone. 

"We should hang out sometime!" she replied quickly kind of catching me off guard.

"um.. sure?" I say with a puzzled voice. That was weird nobody really wanted to hang out with me before. Maybe this girl was different. We arrived at the school and the bus doors opened. we all shuffled out and walked into the building to the gym where we had to wait. She sat down with me and started talking. I listened intently though I didn't say much. The bell rang and we went our separate ways to class, I wave goodbye to the girl from the bus. 

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⏰ Last updated: May 01 ⏰

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