Why me?

It was a clear fresh day when I woke up in my lopsided bed. I sprang up hearing the alarm for the first time in 5 minutes. If I was going to catch the bus I had to hurry. I jumped in the shower and turned on the water. A shiver ran through me as the frigid water ran right down me.

I jumped out and ran to the bus right before it left. The bus was a pigsty. The cleaning lady didn't dare go back to clean it. There was all kinds of junk back there: banana peels, half eaten sandwiches, chip bags, crumpled up homework, someone even left their iPod back there one time, and it came out with a cracked screen, the case was gone, and someone had changed the passcode so the owner had to reset it. I like to sit up at the top of the bus and rarely ever go back in the bus. It reeks back there. Today there was a horrible stench back there. Kevin Murphy picked up a diaper and threw it at Mary Taylor. Mary had long blond hair with hazel blue eyes and a voice as rich as chocolate. And Kevin had always been the gross one, and I knew it from the day I came to Utah. I was fairly new to the place when I came 3 months ago and still am fairly new. But anyway, Kevin was a weird one. Not one of the nerdy know it all kind of guys, but he just loved to gross out people. Mary screamed and threw the diaper back at him and ran to the front of the bus. She sat down in the row across from me next to a guy named Fred. Now Fred was the know it all. He aced every subject and always sat at the front of the room. I heard him say to Mary:

" did you know that the average American eats 57 percent too much junk food than he or she is supposed to?"

That threw her off the hook. She gave a long stare at Fred, and then moved next to me. I didn't dare say anything to her. I was afraid that she might move from my seat and hate me. We sat in silence for the rest of the ride there. Just then did I realize that I forgot my lunch.