I was relaxing on my bed, thinking back to my week. I hadn't seen Xander in the bus for a long time. On Thursday, I had been looking for him...
Flashback
I was waiting for the bus, daydreaming. I was wondering whether Xander would talk to me in the bus. And, if yes, what would we talk about? I imagined a conversation with him.
"Hi," he would say.
"Hi," I would say.
"How's it going?"
"Great, thanks."
"Listen, I've been meaning to tell you, I think you're a great friend... Do you wanna hang out sometime?" he would ask, looking at me with hopeful eyes.I got knocked out of my thoughts because the bus got here.
When it got to his stop, I was hoping to see him climb on the bus. He didn't.
End of flashback
YOU ARE READING
The jock and the nerd. Or not
RomanceShe was a nerd, he was a jock. Typical beginning, unusual end.