first day

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First day of grade 11 I thought to myself as I entered the gapping hole at the don't of he bus. I fumbled around with the bus fare and quietly took my seat at the back of the bus. It was a 2 hour bus ride to the nearest school so even  longer to reach mine. My plan was to sit at the back of the bus, listen to music and have no interaction with other human beings. Well plans don't always workout do they. " hey" I only slightly heard the voice over my music. I turned my head to see a gorgeous boy standing next to me. After he saw had my attention  continued to talk, not noticing I was still listening to music. After a couple of minutes I decided to pause my music. He had a shade of red flood his face as he realised I wasn't listening. " umm.. Hey" he said. I looked at him with a blank expression trying to hint that I wasn't interested. There was a look of amusement on his face which told m he wasn't going to quit. So I just simply turned to the other side and tarted playing my music again. This was going to be a long ride.

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