She had landed nearly on top of him.
He pushed her off in disgust.
Because of that strange, almost annoyingly awkward girl, his shirt was covered in mud, from the muddy rubber soles of her clearly cheap shoes.
He stood up, and sat down in one of the seats of the crowded bus.
There was an empty seat next to him.
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