Bus Stop | ✓

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It's the middle of the school year and every day at the bus stop I only have one person with me riding the school bus, her name's Tzuyu and she's probably the most beautiful girl in the school but she doesn't know it yet.

Sometimes when I don't feel like going to school or when my friends are all inviting me to skip class and play computer games instead, I always think of what would happen if I miss the bus. What conversation with Tzuyu will I miss? And without knowing, she's become my motivation not to skip school at all. I keep wondering what might have happened if my dad hadn't got his promotion that led him to the States, will he still be giving me ride to school every morning?

It's already 8:33 from my old, stupid wristwatch from years ago, 'cause my mom won't buy me a new one, says she hates when she buys me new stuff but I lose it nonchalantly. It's not my fault I was born unlucky with wrist watch, mom.

I'm still waiting...

Not for the bus, but for her. She's usually the first one here since we're the only two people in this neighborhood to ride the school bus. She's not like this, is she skipping school? That means I don't get to see her. My whole day's gone to waste if she still won't show up. Five more minutes and the bus arrives and the bus's waits-for-no-one school policy is strict.

8:35 and still no sign of her. I wonder where she could be.

I kinda miss her.

Although every time we speak to each other it's all just some bullshit small talk about the weather and stuff, but it's perfect to me than nothing. It's actually more interesting than whatever my friends are always talking about. Still, I try to think of new topics to talk about but we always seem to get interrupted when the bus comes. When inside she sits beside her friends and I sit beside mine. At the corridors, we just nod at each other as if we have no time to actually stop and wave or smile or something. It's frustrating, really. It's as if we don't know each other. Also, that's very rare. We don't see each other a lot inside the campus, and it sucks. So bad.

I can hear footsteps and I don't have to guess.

"Hey," She panted, "I thought I was too late."

"Nah, you're seconds lucky," I smirked. Crap, you're seconds lucky? You could have done better than that!

She chuckled. A pity chuckle, I know that!

"I had to run this stupid errand this morning," She said, still catching some of her breaths. "My sister's such a lazy-butt."

Just as she said that the bus swooped in and ruined everything that I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her that I was joining the Talent Show this year and ask her if she could watch me play, but the universe stops me every time I tell her something above the lines of what we usually talk about. Why am I not surprised?

So she stepped inside first, leaving me here without even looking back. I mean, why would she anyway? We're not even considered friends. We're just acquaintances, to say the least.

I sighed before I got in. The driver greeted me as usual. "Sorry, mate. Gettin' late." He's always sorry every time I enter the bus, I guess he knows I'm disappointed with the lack of our time together waiting.

The usual happened, she sat with her friends and I sat down beside mine.

I took one last look at the back of her head and hoped for the best, for the day.