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I Never Thought...

I waited on the buses to arrive. First day of Junior year. The buses weren't there and everyone was waiting. I mean, we were let out five minutes early but seriously? It was getting crowded so I stepped away.

     I hate people, especially my age group. I'm not like anyone else. Sex jokes are all too common and so annoying. And talking about what you did with you know who is such bullsh-

     Oh sorry. I hope cursing doesn't offend you because God d-

     Oh sorry Christians! I didn't mean to offend your weak mentality! Fucking take a deep breath and move on fuck sake.

     Anyway, I saw someone out the corner of my eye. I was ready to walk off again when I noticed they were avoiding the crowd to. Huh. Maybe they wouldn't be so bad. Might as well try to make some friends. I had a strange feeling. Something I'd never felt before. Maybe just nervousness? Friends was never my strong suit.

     "Hey, you avoiding people too," I asked timidly. She looked up surprised. I don't want to admit it out loud but I thought she was kind of cute. She had a round face and he chin jutted out a little, just a little also round. You may not like that, but I found it kind of cute. Her hair was a cascade of wavy light brown waterfalls. Her eyes, from a distance looked brown. She had glasses that were half circles. I was afraid she'd end up being snobby and start blabbering over a break up and how she needed to be alone but she seemed different somehow. How?

     "Uh.. yeah.." was her response. Shy, nervous. Cute. Stop it! I looked at her and gave a small smile.

     "Yeah. I prefer to be alone I guess I just need to talk. I've been quiet all day." I said. She nodded and stepped a little closer to me. She now stood about two steps away. She was a little overweight, but so am I.

     I'm not attractive, I'm not muscular, I don't have a good voice. My nearly black hair's a mess but I like it that way. My eyes are a dull brown. Not very interesting person. Unless you care about personality. Psh.. yeah right, what are you an alien? I definitely am. I don't belong among these.. these.. things. Sex addicts, killing themselves with other actually addictive shit like snuff and drugs and other shit I don't even know.

     "You're quiet.." I began to grow nervous, thinking she would push me away somehow, but she only nodded and replied.

     "Yeah.. sorry.." she looked down. She must be really shy. I leaned on the fence with my back and both arms l, then looking at the concrete path up to the school and looping back around. The buses were just arriving, but not all. We were still stuck here. She stepped a little closer and said something quietly.

     "What?" I looked over at her, her hair was covering her face.
     "I hate most people.." she said, then looking at me. "But you.. I don't know."

   "I'm different," I said. "I don't like sports, or sex jokes, I'll never do drugs, never go to a drunk party, I don't like modern day music. I hardly play video games anymore. I'm not normal, so if you're expecting any of that shit forget it." I said suddenly. I felt bad. I normally don't cuss for no reason, and I kind of snapped... Welp I fucked up. Nice knowing you, even though I don't know you yet.

     "Good.." she said and smiled, drawing a little closer. I felt relieved and surprised. Suddenly the crowd started moving and I looked up.

     "Oh, the busses are here." I looked over, never expecting to see her again. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow maybe?"
I didn't really have hope, but might as well be nice until that did happen. She nodded and smiled.
     "Yeah okay," she said and we both started walking in different directions. I sat on my bus and looked back. What bus was she on? Was she looking for mine? Would I ever see her?

     I looked ahead with a sigh. Guess I'm going home to the empty house. I hope it stays that way tonight. My father has been a little annoying recently and with school starting I didn't need more stress. I can handle though.

     After being cheated on a couple times and once used for a one night stand, we still had our clothes on, just a lot of making out.. I regret thinking it was truthful. One of the cheating incidents was recent. Wow, first three people I tried to date. That's my fucking life.

     Fuck relationships, they're over rated and really most times just for one person to take advantage over the other in some way.

     My mom marries for money and leaves when she gets what she wants then finds someone else. No child support payments and my dad doesn't have time to file paperwork for it.

     No homework. Perfect. I get to be bored out of my mind like always. Where are my melatonin? I'm just going to sleep. I don't care if my sleep pattern is jacked it was never fine to begin with. I'm fucking going to bed...