Bus

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Ama POV

"Turn that f****** alarm off!" Niki screamed into her pillow.
I turned the alarm off and I ran to the shower. I got out of the shower and found a the shirt I bought at the mall that said: Fries Before Guys, with little animated fries. I also wore my ripped black jeans and the galaxy converse.
I left my hair in my natural waves and put my new cat ears on that I got yesterday.

Niki had a white shirt that said: Bæ and white jeans. She wore her white converse and straightened her hair. She quickly applied her makeup and made sure her outfit was good and it didn't have any tags on it.

Niki took her phone out and got next to me. "Selfie."

Let me tell you...we looked fly.

"Get down here before you miss the bus!" Mom called from downstairs.

Nicole and I ran down the stairs as fast as we could and ate as fast as we could.
We jumped onto the bus and Rachel followed after.
I think I can officially say that Rachel and Nicole were best friends. I sat in the seat closest to the aisle and listened in on Rachel and Niki's conversations.

I wish that Lucas and Sarah took the bus. They usually walked unless it was raining.

I stopped and Hayden walked onto the bus. He seemed less annoyed and he sat down in the seat he sat in the day before. I slid next to him. He looked down at me and smiled a bit. He gave me one of his earbuds and I heard Alan Walker songs. "I didn't know you liked Alan Walker!" I smiled

"Hey, Ama." One of the jocks said, "He's not straight. Don't try to hard." He laughed

"I think people have been spelling Jocks wrong. I think it shouldn't be j-o-c-k-s I think it should be j-o-k-e-s."

The majority of the bus busted out in laughter.
"Your a jock too." He rolled his eyes.
"I'm not a jock. I'm a cheerleader. And I think we work harder than you."
"Why?"
"For one thing. When you guys get hurt you get pulled off the field. We have to move on. You throw 1 pound balls, we throw 100+ pound girls. Oh and we actually catch them."

The bus "Oh"-ed and the jocks were speechless.

"Boom."

I turned back to Hayden and laid my head on his shoulder.

Hayden POV

When I saw the bus I ran out of the house and onto the bus. The jocks were out there but they just laughed.

Thank God.

I sat in the same seat I had yesterday and pulled my earbuds out. Ama slid next to be and I smiled. I gave her one of the earbuds and turned on Alone by Alan Walker. Her eye lit up and she exclaimed, "I didn't know you liked Alan Walker!" I smiled back at her and then the jocks came walking passed us.

"Hey, Ama. He's not straight. Don't try to hard." He laughed

Idiot.

Ama rolled her eyes and fought back, "I think people have been spelling Jocks wrong. I think it shouldn't be j-o-c-k-s I think it should be j-o-k-e-s."

Burn.

The bus started laughing and the jokes rolled their eyes.
"You're a jock too."
"I'm not a jock. I'm a cheerleader. And I think we work harder than you."
"Why?"

"For one thing. When you guys get hurt you get pulled off the field. We have to move on."

True

"You throw 1 pound balls, we throw 100+ pound girls."

True

"Oh and we actually catch them."

Burn! That's my girl.

The jocks didn't know how to respond so they shut up.

She laid her head on my shoulder and laid my head on hers.

Niki POV

"That diss battle. She's one sassy child." I laughed looking at the video I took.
"Omg! You took a video?" Rachel asked
"Yea."

I looked up and saw Hayden and Ama leaned on each other and I immediately to a picture.
"Oh! You should have been here for Christmas." Rachel scrolled through her phone and showed me a picture of Ama and Hayden kissing under the mistletoe.

"OMG! That's f****** cute!"

Ama POV

"Run! Wait!" I shouted. Currently my siblings, Niki, Rachel, Hayden and I were chasing after the bus.

"Stop!"
"Wait for us!"

Hayden was the fastest out of all of us and he ran close enough to hit the bus on the side and it stopped.

Hayden looked around and made an "Oh." Face. We were already at my house.


A/N: Sorry for another short chapter:(
The next chapter will be longer!

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