prologue?

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You walked onto the bus. It smelt disgusting and was overly crowded. It was September 5th, the first day of the school year. You've been dreading this day for weeks and it was finally here. Endless summer was all you would wish for. The opportunity to sleep in every day and lay around while eating (f/f). It was amazing.

You sat at the front of the bus to try an avoid the loud, obnoxious people in the back.

"(y/n)!"

Your eyes met another girl's. She had long blonde hair and was fairly popular at your school. She tried her best to be associated with you, but the idea of being friends with someone as fake as her didn't interest you at all.

"I think we have classes together this year! I saw your mom on TV last night!"

You didn't even remember her name or a reason to why you should. You managed to put on a fake smile and directed your head back to its previous position, looking out the front window.

All of a sudden a guy in an old, black & white tracksuit was running across the street. It was obvious that if he continued running, he would get hit by the bus. You looked at the driver who had no intention of stopping. It was like he wanted to hit him!

"W-WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP THE BUS!"

The driver, startled by your ear-splitting scream, made a turn almost off the side of the road and went to a halt. The bus almost tipped from the sharp turn and ran onto the sidewalk. Students who were standing had fallen. Everyone looked at you, shocked.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" The blonde girl from before yelled while fixing her hair.

"I knew she was weird, but I didn't think she was insane..."

You ignored the comments and looked out the window. The man from before wasn't there. You walked off the bus and ran into a girl with dark brown hair and purple eyes. She was on the ground after dodging the bus on the sidewalk. Her friends helped her off the ground.

After making sure she was okay, you asked her. "Have you seen a man in a tracksuit by any chance?"

She looked worried, but shook her head, "Sorry, but I have not. All I saw was the bus turning toward me and I jumped back."

You nodded and looked back at the bus. Your classmates and other people got off as the bus driver came marching towards you.

You were in deep shit.

a/n- this is more of a sneak peek than a prologue, but thank you for reading. I will return with another update soon!

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