Yoshie

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I step onto the bus. Never have I been this nervous in my life. I have always spent my life in Orville. It's my home. Well, at least it was. Before my parents decided to move to the city. The seat on the bus spikes my legs. I hold my bag closely, in case someone tries sits next to me.

 I look out the mystified window. There's a boy running for the bus. I call out to the bus driver, and he stops just in time. The boy clambers onto the bus. He doesn't even look at me as he passes and takes a seat near the back. Guess he's not a talker. He's so handsome though. Brown fringe, blue eyes...what else? My face presses against the glass as the bus starts to move. My legs start to shake, as I look back out the window.

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