bus rides.

lily.

I plug in my earphones in an attempt to block the sound of rain.

I see a boy walking over, mouthing something.

"What?" I ask, taking out my earphones.

"Ow. Woah. No need to be so loud."

Blushing, I mumble and apology.

"Has the bus came yet?" He asks casually. Is he an idiot?

"If the bus had come, would I be standing here?" I ask, struggling to keep my voice calm. Instead, I plug my earphones in again.

He looks rather dumbfounded. He processes what i said and begins to look offended.

In a very obvious manner, he takes a few steps away from me.

I look away, concentrating on the music.

A while later I take out my earphones because there's too much rain and it's getting my earphones wet.

Finally, the bus comes. It practically flies in, and before I know what's happening, it passes the station, and mud from the ground is thrown everywhere by the wheels. And all over a poor victim. A.k.a me.

I stand there, motionless, covered in mud while the boy laughs heartily, clutching onto his stomach.

Nostrils flaring, I ignore him and start trudging to the bus which has stopped a few metres ahead.

"Karma is a b****" he whispers from behind, passing me and entering the bus.

What did I ever do to him?

I really despise rain.