"The Street"

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so hey guys this is my first "real" story. Don't mind my grammar bc English is not my first language so yeah thx :) enjoy..

"LUCIA YOU ARE RUNNING LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!"

I'm always mum I thought to myself as i got my books form my table and put them in my Bag.

"YAS MUM I KNOW"

i answers pretty annoyed.

At least these are the last couple of days of school.

„LUCIA PLEASE HURRY"

i couldn't listen to my mums screams anymore so I grabbed my bag , got out of my room, slipped in my shoes and got my lunch money.

"I'm ready, bye mom"

i said before I slammed the front door.

I'm waiting as always for the bus at the bus stop by my house,it's pretty old and when I'm sitting on the bench it's so close to break, so I'm always leaning on the pole near the bench.

"finally the bus" I said sarcastic.

as soon as I got in the bus people were staring at me. Like did u never saw a girl? anyway I tried to figure out were to sit.

I saw in the backseats in the left corner was no one, well jokes on me as soon as I got there I saw a guy sitting there looking out the window in a sweat shirt I couldn't see who it was so I just asked him if I could sit there.

"um Sry can I sit here" I faked smiled.

He gave no answer I just saw the reflection of his face in the window well at least I saw his eyes, he was stearin at me so I smiled again and waved at his reflection.

He didn't reacted at all and just looked away.

"Ok u know what I'm gonna sit here by the way you are creepy dude."

then I just got my ass on that uncomfortable seat while I was putting my bag in between my legs and while i was doing that i exigently touched that dudes hand.

it was so warm and his hand was really big.

"well what's your name Stranger "

I asked bc I really wanted to know.i bent over to see his face, He just pulled his hoodie over his face.

„You can't be that ugly." I said pretty proactive.

"awh come on what's your name."

I saw how he looked at me again throw the reflection. He saw that I looked at him.

"Gray my name is gray.."

his voice was so deep and mysterious.

" like the color?"

He looked at me again and said " GRAYson." So his name was Grayson.

"so should I call u Grayson or gray ?"

"Nether."

This guy is so weird..

"oh ok hi nether my name is Lucia." I joked.

the bus stopped in that moment, damn already in school. i got up and this dude just walked away.

"awkward"
I said to myself before I left the bus too.

I got to my locker and got out some stuff. Some girls walked by and i heard they were talking about a strange street. I was really interested so I  followed them.

" Omg so scary, who would live their."

„Omfg I don't know, but people say there is a house for people who are crazy and psycho and killers and stuff like that"

I was confused about what they were talking about not just because they started every sentence with omg, it's really creepy. As soon as I got in my first class i Heard more students talking about "the Street"...

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