Bus Stop ↝ Vmin

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Right when the last bell rings, everyone in the classroom gets up and hurries out of the building. I am pushing people out of the way as I reach the exit, then head towards the bus stop. When I look in the direction of the bus post, the stranger is sadly not there. I immediately stop rushing, not having the want to get on the bus so quickly, furthermore deciding to wait to see if the stranger will show up.

I take my place, leaning against the bus pole, earbuds in, and watch everyone pass me by. I try focusing on the music I am listening to and looking at my phone, but I always raise my head time to time, looking for a pink hair guy to come walking up next to me. It's caught my attention that I am curious about him and I am concerned about where he is. I don't know where he comes from, but I look in every direction, seeing if he's coming soon.

Again, I try taking my mind off the stranger. I look up at how the bright, blue sky is clear; not one single cloud is in view. I sigh. How boring. I notice the cars passing by, and I start to count them in my head. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...20, 21, 22. I roll my eyes. Still boring.

Thankfully, it's not long before the bus is stopping in front of me. Before getting on, I take one last look around, thinking that Pink Hair will run out of nowhere.

It doesn't happen.

I get on the bus, unsatisfied with the fact I didn't see him. I even take a look inside the bus, trying to recognize his face, but no one is him. I slump into a seat, next to the window, and sigh internally. This is going to be the first time that I don't see him. I hate it.

The bus moves on to the next stop after mine, and I stop paying attention to the people who take the bus. I decide to scroll through Twitter on my phone and distract myself.

It's not until someone sits in the seat in front of me that I look up again. The person is wearing a red and yellow-orange striped sweater, and a beanie. I'm going to look down, not interested, but I suddenly do a double take when I notice fluffy pink hair sticking out.

It's him!

My heart begins to beat like crazy, and I'm trying to hold back a smile. 

When it is my time to get off, I hurry to the front of the bus. I turn to the spot I was sitting at, and without a doubt, Pink Hair was sitting in front of me the whole time. His attention is drawn to looking out the window, that he doesn't notice me looking at him. However, when the bus comes to a stop so I can get off, he looks at me. Our eyes meet, and for the first time, he smiles.

I nod, holding back my smile, feeling shy. Once the bus doors open, I hurry out. And when the bus pulls away, there's a huge smile on my face.

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I feel this chapter was decent.

I'm content with it.

Does anyone want to help me put detail into my stories? I feel like I'm terrible at doing it. I want more imagery in my work, but I don't know how.

Wow, I'm trash.

However, thanks for all the support. You guys don't know how much that means to me.