The bus ride was cold and lonely. As usual. I cuddled up under a small blanket that i always keep in my backpack especially for these freezing bus rides. I wipe the fog off the window and look at the houses as the bus drives by them. All i can hear is other students gossiping, and laughing. Mostly other girls. I dont talk much to anyone on the bus. Im just the girl that sits in the back of the bus all alone with a blanket and sketchbook. Well, i have one friend on the bus. My only friend. Oliver. . .
He has longish black hair , hes about 5'9", and has a bottom lip ring.
We've been friends since 4th grade. And nothing more. He's always been a great friend and was always there for me in any situation. Threw bad days, and good days. He sits right in front of me on the bus and in most classes. He's bullied quite often, much like me. Maybe that's why we're such great friends. We know each others pain and would do anything for each other.
As i sit cuddled up under a blanket staring out the bus window, in the corner of my eye i see him turn around and give me a silly 'Puppy Dog face' "Are you OK, Ash?" His caring blue eyes look at me and i can tell he's concerned.
"I'm fine Olly, just had a rough morning" i said still looking out the window.
He gets up and quickly sits close to me.
"C'mon I know that look! You can tell me anything!" he said nudging my shoulder.
A Sophomore a few seats in front of me turned around and said, "Shut the fuck up you fagot! Leave her alone! She doesn't like you so stop trying! I swear to God you fricken freshman...." Then he turned back around.
Oliver said nothing and just looked down and went back up to his seat. He put his hood on, crossed his arms and looked out the window. I cant stand seeing him sad. Or other people hurting him. I didn't think i had the guts to do it, but i did. I had to stand up for him.
I quickly stood up and yelled "Who the fuck are you to talk? Everyone knows you hooked up with a jock the other night and got him mom pregnant in the same night! Fucking man hoe! You talk shit about Oliver again, I'll END YOU!."
I couldn't believe i said that. The bus went silent but i could hear other students whispering and gossiping. The bus driver gave me a dirty look in the review mirror. The sophomore turned around with a concerned look on his face and looked like he was going to say something. Then he noticed other students staring at him and whispering about him. I was on the verge of tears and i was taking deep breathes. He just sat back down as if he was embarrassed. Which i could tell he was.
I sat back down slowly as the bus was pulling in to the parking lot. I shoved my blanket in my back pack and grabbed my binder and stormed off the bus as soon as it stopped and was off before anyone else.
I speed-walked across the parking lot and i could feel people looking at me and talking about what just happened. Oliver quickly caught up to me. I said nothing or even looked at him.
He quickly put his hands on my shoulders and looked me dead in the eye.
He said "Wow....i didn't know you had it in you...that was amazing...Did he actually do all that stu-"
I cut him off "I don't know, its just a rumor. But he didn't deny it." I slowly began to cry.
He quickly wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me. I felt his hand rub the back of my head slowly and softly. He made this cold stressful morning feel warm and happy.
"You're the best friend i could ever ask for, Ashley. Don't ever doubt that. Now lets go to the student's lounge and wait for the first bell." he said with a friendly smile as his blue eyes sparkled.
He always knew just what to say and how to make my day. . . the days not over yet.
