Lost And Almost Alone

Prelude

   
There was normal chatter and nonscence zooming to every corner in that bus. People talking, music. It seemed like everyone had a friend. All but miss Joanne. She had no friends. She sat alone and everyone avoided her like the plague. Sad part is, she has no clue why. She never has. She's only thought that they didn't like her so she didn't care. But then no one liked her. But by now she's used to the feeling of being alone.
"Hey joanne! What has rolls and isn't very sweet?" A kid with bright orange hair mocks,
"Your fat face?" She sarcastically remarks, smiling back at him as he walks away.
If you were nicer you would probably have friends....
"Oh just shut up" she mumbles as the voice speaks in her mind. She's always had a voice and no matter how hard she tries it never leaves. Even though she hates it, the stupid thing has helped her in many situations. Well some that is. Joanne thinks it's stupid and fucks shit up but no one really cares about her opinion. At least that's what she thinks.
         She gets bored and is only halfway there, so she covers her eyes and falls asleep. About 15 minutes later. There is a loud boom. She jolts awake as a truck from an opposite road slams into the bus breaking it in half, and sending it down the hill. This is when Joanne blacks out. Darkness fills her sight.