After

ch. 1-Bus Ride

Third Pereson  P.O.V

  It's a cold rainy day, Estar hates cold weather. Add that to the list why she hates Seattle. She just woke up and her bones are already aching from the cold blanket that is ingulfing her body. Her eyes are burning from the morning gunk around them.

"Another morning" she whipsphers.

As she starts walking to her closet to get ready for her first day at her new high school the floor starts cracking below her. She opens her closet with her cold skinny hands and freshly painted black nails, she deicides with a big gray knitted sweater and dark blue skinny jeans. As she slowly takes off her blue pjama pants she notice's a purplish bruise on her thigh.

"Great" she says sadly.

She slips into her clothes; and runs here hands through her brown pexi cut. She walked to the side of her bed and got her black vans. She notcied how plan she looks.

"This is as good its gonna get." She says to herself

She gets her backpack that is tan and has outlines of kittens on them. The sound of tapping is ringing her ears as she walks down the stairs. When she reached her mom Kristen is sitting at the table with Estar's medicine.

"Mom I don't need it." Estar groans.

"Yes you do honey. You can't get better if you don't listen to the doctor's orders.", Her mom says straight forward.

"What if I can't hear?" Estar smirks.

"Don't get smart. You're going to be late! Now come here and take your medicine."

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After taking her medicine she went out and started waiting for her bus. She pulls out her iPhone, and started waiting for her bus and looks at the time. 7:10 a.m It read. She put her phone up and wrapped her arms around her small frame. She looks to left of her and sees her bus.

"Play it cool." She says to herself.

The bus stop and it's doors swing open with so much force it would have knocked her down. The loud voices already emerging from the bus corrupting her mind. Her tiny hands start shaking. She could make a run for it, but the glares of her peers already there.

"Are you getting on or not Hun?"

She looked up and seen that her bus driver was a young girl. 'That's new' Estar thought.

"Um-uh." Th deep breath Estar takes fills her lungs. Estar steps up the two steps and looks down. She slowly looks up and starts walking, and bites her bottom lip. A habit she began to have when she got nervous.

Everyone looked the same to her. The boys had the same perfect sculptured hair, and the girls looked like they where acting like they where 100 bucks.

She finally found a two-seater with no one sitting there; she sits and puts her backpack beside her. The stares where burning into her from all around. There screaming stared going out like a candle. This boy sitting to the left of her was looking rather harder.

She turns her head a little and looks at him lightly. Her plump lips twist into a small smile. He keeps looking at her, but doesn't return the smile. Awkwardly, she turns back to the cold wet window. She noticed he had a few tattoos scattered across his arms, and also a black t-shirt. The feel of his glare was still there . She looked back at him.

"Do I have something on me or something?", she asked very nervously, and started looking at sweater as to see if something was on her.

"Um no sorry." He says to her with a little laugh. "You just look scared."

After he said that she felt a little mad so she glared at him, and turned back to the window.

"My names Dillon.", he said with a half smile half smirk.

She looked at him once more and said, "my name is Estar." She says sassily.
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So this is my first real story. I'm scared to publish it but IM GOING TOO.
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