Something Else

1- Rain

   The rain thudded against the bus window. While most people hated rain, i guess i liked it. To me, rain was some what comforting.

    Even in the morning, these fuckers are loud. Aren't they supposed to be sleepy and shit like most buses in the morning? It's always like this the first few days of school. The noise increases as the bus gets closer to Mario Martinez's stop. And then let the squealing and the WHAT'S UP'S begin... people acted like he was a celebrity, And what pisses me off even more is that he acts like he's at the top of the wor- WAIT WHY IS HE LOOKING AND WALKING THIS WAY??

   I grab my bag and put it next to me pretending to be asleep since i have a bad feeling about this but it's useless since we already made eye contact. I hear hushed whispers as he stops right next to me.

   "Hey, whats a pretty face like yours doing sitting alone at the back of the bus?" he says casually. ugh he's so annoying he always has a reason for doing things. "Why are you talking to me?" I'm staring him down and he still has that weird smile on his face. "I don't think we've met before." he says running his hands though his curly dark hair. Does this guy have no brain cells? I'm obviously being rude to him. It's really sad he can't recognize a face he's probably seen everyday for the past five years. This really does prove that people are only interested in what benefits them or they're just really dumb.

   " We went to the same middle school and we had the same homeroom last year, if you dont have enough brain cells to even think i look familliar then i won't waste any of  my fucking time on you.

His mouth drops open but quickly recovers. I guess he didn't expect the quiet girl to be so crude.

Sophie: 1 Mario: 0

Well that obviously damaged his ego.

He grabbed my bag and set it on the floor. 

The bus driver parked the bus and went to the back of the bus where mario was standing with my bag at his feet. "Ever since you've gotten on my bus you haven't found it in yourself to sit down, is it really that hard? Never mind, you'll be sitting next to Ms.Grace for the whole year."

"Sure thing Mr.Busdriver." I think his ego is repaired now.

He set my bag down and was getting ready to sit down next to me but the bus made a a sharp turn and he crashed into me.

 He accidently pulled my sweater sleave and i felt cool air hitting my bare shoulder. For some reason his head was still in my lap and i shoved him off of me.

The whispers began again and some people obviously didn't know how to whisper.

"I think they're doing dirty things back there"

"Why would he sit next to that bitch?"

"I wish he sat next to me instead."

This was going to be a long year...

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