Olivia
I walk fast, faster than I would have liked.
The alarm didn't go off.
My hair was in a shaggy pony tail and the shirt I was wearing was the same one I wore to bed.
The bus had just started pulling away when it stopped for me. The doors open and I slide through the small opening.
"Bad habits die hard, don't they Liv?"
"Morning to you too Tom." I offer weakly towards the bus driver.
He had been my bus driver since elementary school.
He had also seen my running late, hobo chic fashion 90% of the time.
His laugh was small compared to the noise of the bus, so I smile slightly to show him I heard it.
My eyes scanned the bus for a seat, I see two, one towards the front, one towards the middle.
My first obvious choice fails me as the girl in the first seat gives me the 'don't sit here' stare.
Jokingly, I raise my hands in surrender, moving on to the last seat. Approaching it, I notice the boy sitting in it is one I have never seen. He glances at me only a moment before smiling a wide smile.
Weird.
"Can I sit here?" I ask.
He nods, then asks, "Wake up late?"
"Always."
I put in my head phones, the conversation ends there.
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101 risks.
RomanceNoah likes taking risks. Olivia likes to be alone. Some things don't mix. But they definitely do.
