Random One-Shots

Bus

I got out of middle school, the sky pouring down rain. I walked to the overflow bus for my old school, and scanned my card.

"Is the regular bus overflown yet?" The bus driver asked.

Knowing the conditions today, it was. I didn't even have to look. I nodded, and started walking to the back.

"Well, ok Taylor." I guessed that the cards had our names printed to them, so I just headed to the back solo seat and sat down.

High Schoolers soon came in, talking about "whooping people's asses" and such. I was hiding from view when I remembered my friend Belle had no idea which bus I was on, so I texted her.

T: I'm in the overflow bus by the way

B: I'm on the bus we rode yesterday

T: Ok

B: Can we ft today?

T: I don't know, maybe

B: K

I shut off my phone when the bus driver interrupted the high schoolers, "You've been whooping people's asses since you got in this bus. Change the terminology."

They shut up afterwards, and a few more people walked in. Everyone was sitting up front, I was in the back. The bus had 11 people on it, everyone else was crammed on the normal bus. The bus engine started up, and we headed off. I turned my body sideways to see the road going out from beneath us, and it was relaxing. Somehow, I got the idea to write my peculiar bus trip, since most times it was just overflowed, loud, and wet. Very wet. I took out my phone and started writing.

Inspiration: My bus ride. This happened to me, and it just seemed weird, but intriguing.