When I got onto the train, most of the compartments were full. I was almost to the caboose when I saw a compartment with 4 girls in it, so I decided to take a chance and sit with them.
"Hey," I started, "Can I sit here?"
The girls looked at me and nodded, they smiled at me and the girl closest to me patted her hand on an empty seat, inviting me to sit there. I stepped into the big, yet cozy compartment and looked at each of them, taking in their facial features. The girl who had patted the seat had short, curly, ginger hair. Her eyes were the color of the ocean, and she was bobbing her head up and down to show that she was listening to music. The girl sitting next to her was very short, not even 5 feet tall, she had long, dark brown hair and nerdy looking glasses, she was also very skinny. She was looking at her phone and occasionally jumping and looking frightened, but happy. The girl sitting across from her was probably the tallest girl in the group, she had straight, black hair and brown eyes. She was watching something on her phone. Quite often she would gasp and murmur something like,
"Nooo!"
"Wat?"
"You're a frikin idiot!"
The final girl was sitting farthest from me, she had short, curly brown hair and brown eyes. She was reading a book called The Girl On The Train, which seemed appropriate, because she was a girl on a train. I decided that I liked these girls so I tried to start a conversation, I coughed and they all looked at me.
"Soooooooo...." I looked at all of them, the girls on their phones had put them down and taken out their earbuds, the girl reading had set her book down. I stared at them, they stared at me. I opened my mouth to give a long speech, paused, and plainly asked,
"Do you like bread?"
The girl sitting farthest from me started to laugh. Soon the entire compartment had filled with the sound of laughter. As soon as the short girl could breathe again she shouted,
"YES!" And burst into another fit of giggles. After all the laughter subsided, we went around telling each other our names. The ginger was named Jalene, the short girl was named Catrina, (but she said to call her Cat.) the black haired girl was named Raven and the brown haired girl was named Cleo. We talked about our interests and laughed for about an hour until we heard a knock at the door of our compartment, Raven opened the door and a pretty lady in her mid 20s came into our compartment. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was about 3 inches taller then Jalene.
"Hello girls!" She said in a sweet voice, she pushed a button on the side of the compartment with the door and a couple tables popped up from under the train. They were already set and even had a vase of sweet smelling wildflowers in the centers. We must have looked shocked because the blonde lady smiled and laughed. "We get that a lot. I'm Ms.Hopkins, and I'll be your waitress today!" Cat looked absolutely stunned.
"W-waitress?" She mumbled. The lady was already setting out coasters for drinks and setting menus on the fancy placemats.
"Yes, it's 12:30 and that is around the time that we serve lunch on the train. Aren't you hungry?" A look of realization dawned upon the 5 of us. My stomach decided to share its realization by singing the song of its people. Cleo instantly grasped at a menu and started reading. She flipped through the menu and asked
"Where are the prices?"
"Already paid for by your parents!" Ms.Hopkins beamed. We all ordered.
"Thank yo-" Ms.Hopkins stopped, there was yelling and the shattering of plates and laughter coming from a compartment across the hall. Ms.Hopkin's smile melted away like butter in a pan.
"Excuse me for a moment." Ms.Hopkins sighed. She stepped outside the compartment and we
Ms.Hopkins left us alone in the compartment and we hear her yell
"LANDON! BARRIS! STOP WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING RIGHT NOW!!" She opens up the door of the compartment again and takes our orders.
Yes, I KNOW that the picture doesn't look like the girls in the fic, just deal with it. Also, sorry for the wait! I have had, and will keep having, writers block!
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