The Girl And Her Paintings

Rain.

■Z A C H A R Y■
    The air was cold at that bus stop, a little humid even... it's something I couldn't describe, more rather... feel.
But when I saw her face at that bus stop, it mad- Zachary shook his head "the fuck was that..." Zachary looked down at his phone but heard foot steps "aren't I the only person who gets on he-" he looked up and saw her the girl he had seen through the window and had easily shaken whilst at her door. "Hi, I realise you actually do wear clothes..." Her voice soft as velvet, and felt like she was a bit sarcastic. "Uh, yeah I do.. I guess haha sorry about that" he complied to her words with such restraint. "Wait." She looked at him up and down "aren't you the.. pie boy too?" Busted. Dammit. "Yeah, I suppose I -" the bus rolled up next to the curb. "After you" he let her on before him, they sat in their seats, and headed to school.

●M A C Y●
   I walked to that bus stop seeing a boy playing on his phone. Delightful, he won't notice me. I hated being noticed by people but lucky I wasn't noticed by the bo- "aren't I the only one that gets on he-" he looked up at me. Oh no, it's the naked boy! Me not saying anything and us just kinda looking at each other amused, I said the stupidest thing I could've said. "Hi, I realise you actually do wear clothes..."