6.33 AM. The morning is void. As I parks my bike,The chilled-calm air welcomes me. Unfortunately or fortunately I'm pretty early to the class, now I really don't want to panic about the Dragon; loved to strangle late comers. I patiently waits for my bus. My emotionless gaze meets him, he is wearing a blue-white, stripped, sweatshirt.Walking like a model. "Wake up baby girl, I told in mind, and tear my gaze away to the opposite side.
I should say I regret not remembering his face. I'm a decent one I don't want to tag myself as an ogler-and I'm not an ogler. Then I force myself not to turn his side. My bus comes in no time. It is crowded. I makes my way to the front beside the driver, because I don't want to be choked to death .
I engross the coldness from the metal, by my hold.Soon I notice an aged man with a long beard gesturing me so as to look back. I don't find anything. I raised my eyebrow to him as a question. His gesture repeated, now combined with lip moments.I think he is using some other language, from early times I believed to have problem understanding gestures/talks. I think I really want to think about an appointment soon. Again I checked back, but I did not find anything other than the " exploding crowd". I look at the old man with a fake grin as I completely understood him. Later the guy next to him yelled, "be seated child". Finally, with a pleasing face, I swim across to the empty seat.
I love to be a girl; I'm all alone in my seat. When I settled, I found someone leaning towards me, my gaze fell on well lined jaw up me with the same sweatshirt-THE BOY; he is pulling himself with full strength as not to stumble on me.
How sweet..!!
I trail myself near the window. After few minutes I find a lady over the spot I was. When I breathe to call her, he interrupts me "Madam, you can settle here" leading his hand towards the empty seat beside me. His head completely turns to face the lady. He sweet sound felt ringing in my ears. She denied and said"I would be off by next stop dear" with a pleased smile. His Gentleman gesture leaves a small smile on my lips. But I don't dare to look at him or I don't bother as I am enjoying the chilled air with my daydream.
It is a lifeless daydream; I don't even know what I am building up.I feel annoying. The sweet sound again tears to my ear"If you don't mind, shall I sit here"...
I don't know what just happen
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The Stranger
Short StoryI'm a fan of wattpad. From my early ages I am found of writing books, but i love to procrastinate ... this is my first story It is a story from my ordinary life.It wont be a super romantic one,but its not that bad .Try it. ""My emotionless gaze mee...
