Bus Ride

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Yn= your name (too lazy for /)
Yc = your crush

Your POV

After a long day at school I finally made my way out of the school towards my assigned bus.

My bus, unfortunately, was all the way at the end of the row.

I slowly made my way trudging along with my heavy bookbag.

As soon as I got on the bus, I made my way to the back and plopped down on an empty seat pulling out my headphones.

I watched as everybody made their way on the bus finding friends to sit with.

Something that immediately caught my eye, however, was YC climbing the bus and saying his farewells to other friends getting on other buses. He made his way onto the bus and scanned around, probably looking for someone familiar.

Our eyes met, and I instantly looked down at my phone, not daring to look up.

Suddenly a weight caused the seat to lower on my right, my body stiffened and I slowly looked to see who it was.

YC sat their looking at me, smiling.

I internally started freaking out but tried not to show.

"Hi, YC" I squeaked.

"Hey YN" he replied, much more collected then I was for sure.

I smiled awkwardly, God I'm such an idiot...

"So what brings you on the bus today?" He questions.

"I usually go with my older cousin,in her car, but she didn't come to school today so I'm stuck on the bus" I said while pouting.

"It can be that bad, I mean I can always make the ride much more fun.." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

I stared at him questioningly.

Suddenly he was leaning towards me and I didn't have much time to think before his lips were pressed to mine.

I didn't move for a couple of seconds until my brain finally processed what was actually happening.

YC.WAS. KISSING. ME

So I did what any person in my situation would do and kissed him back.

This continued, and when we finally did pull away I realized we had missed our stop...

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Just a short update, hope your enjoyed :)

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-Eliza

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