Something Wicked

Me Encanta Escuela... NOT

I walked onto the bus and looked for an open seat, but I didn't see any. Everyone was either sitting two people a seat, or they had their bags next to them.

"Great," I thought, "where am I gonna sit, the floor?"

I headed toward the back and saw a kid who didn't have his book bag next to him. He was nice looking. "Maybe I could sit with him," I thought. I approached his seat.

God do I hate talking to strangers; it's probably the thing I hate the most in the entire world. Yeah, the whole social anxiety thing doesn't help much either.

"Hey! Is there anyone sitting here?" I asked.

"No, you wanna sit with me? There aren't exactly any seats open, we have a lot of people on our track."

"Yes please" I answered. "Thanks!"

"No problem" he replied. "You must be the new boy who moved into the blue and white house."

"Um... yea. I guess" I replied shyly.

"I'm Mike" he said as he put his hand out to me.

I shook it, and oh. My god. Let me just tell you, I've never felt such soft and warm feeling hands in my entire life.

"Nice to meet you Mike," I replied. "I'm Bryan."

"Nice to meet you too Bryan." He laughed a little. "You must be nervous with this being your first day and all."

"Well," I started, but the bus jerked forward with a sudden stop. "What was that?" I asked.

"Oh, that's just our bus driver. She's a bit of a psychotic driver" explained Mike.

I never really looked at him until he said that. He had very smooth looking brown hair that was slicked back into a perfect pompadour quiff. It had some light brown highlights in it. He had a very thin face but it was very muscular with cheekbones that could cut you if you touched them. His eyes were a perfect shade of blue-ish green. I could stare at those all day. His hands were very strong and muscular with the veins being visible.

"You okay Bryan?" asked Mike.

"C R A P!!!" I thought. "I'd been staring at him and checking him out this whole time. Oh god. He probably thinks I'm a creep now. Well, there goes my chance of making any friends today!"

"Oh! Sorry, I was just thinking about the first day of school" I said trying to change the subject.

"Oh, okay. Don't worry about it" he said. "What's your first class?"

"Um..." I I thought out loud. "Oh god. I forgot my first class" I embarrassedly admitted. "I think it's Spanish?" I said uncertainly.

"Oh! My friend Lizz has Spanish first block too!" he exclaimed.

"Yay. Woohoo" I thought sarcastically, "more friends."

We both got up out of the seat when the bus driver opened the doors.

"Have a good first day everybody" she said.

I got out first since I was on the outside and stepped back. I motioned for Mark to go in front of me since it was the polite thing to do. I mean, he did let me sit with him after all.

"Oh!" he exclaimed. "Thanks Bryan, you're such a nice guy!"

"No," I started, "you're the nice one for letting me sit with you."

We both walked down the isle and got off the bus.

"See you later Mike" I said, waving as he went through the door closest to his first class while I went in the main entrance with the majority of the students.