Chapter 3: The bus ride

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This was when I was in 8th I was so terrified of being judged for that note I had written, I was walking over towards the bus stop waiting for laughter and insult to fly but.....there was nothing but silence beside the sound of the bus engine and the driver saying "well hello there how about a bus ride" I didn't expect it to be so quiet for the bus was just about full I had none of my friends on This Bus but I did see a girl that I didn't really know all that well but she had been around since I was in third grade, I walk over towards her and asked " asked if the seat was taken" the answer was no but I did it to be polite she said "no it not taken" I sat next to her and noticed she was reading a book, but as she read this book I relied that there was so.ething different about this person I had known about for some time I had gotten a familiar feeling ever time I was cone to her from that day forward I had become her bus buddies always talking to her, and asking her questions, asking how her day went and if she was ok if she ever liked disappointed or sad angry or mad but the question I seemed to never be able to ask is would you go out with me I hinted at it and we scheduled a place to meet up at because always want to go to this cool bakery called "Sugar and spice" that wasn't to far from our school so the year ended I would have gotten her phone number if she had a phone, anyway I had started summer school to get a head start my credit toward my highschool graduation diploma then I had signed up for a marching band thing that took up a lot of time ,but something really bad happened I forgot about the meet up, when I finally saw her again I couldn't pull my self to talk to her so I went on with highschool not seeing her until a field trip that happened later during the year,

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