Behind it all

Charlie's POV-

I sit at the end of the end of my street listening to "i don't want to believe" by hinder. I look up at the reflecting light to only see it was the street sign name. In big letters it read. 'Sugar st.'I Continue to listen to my music. Then moments later i hear a screech of brakes coming from the buss, telling me i need to put my backpack on and grab my purse that sat to my right. As i walk up the steps she the driver greats me, saying politely. " good morning miss. Mathews."

i smiled politely and went to my usually seat with my friend of five years, Montana. Montana had long bleach blond hair with beautiful eyes that any one would want. she was a little blunt about things like me. As i sit beside Montana i realize i forgot to turn my ringer down. I turned to grab my purse to get my phone so i could turn my ringer down to silent. Montana looked at me and smiled, with all of her beautiful teeth showing and said. " Only have two more weeks of this hell hole of a school, summer is going to be a blast. You, me and are 'grate' ideas."

I gave her a amused look, then rolled my eyes smiling. I was going to talk but she began to giggle. I wondered what she was laughing at but then i saw that i had my shirt on inside out when i looked down to see what she was laughing at. i cursed under my breath at my grandma who knows i hate mornings and decides i need to get up earlier. I must have had been half way asleep to not realize that my shirt was inside out from the newly pile of cloths that say on my dresser waiting to be put away. I slide on my hoodie hoping no one noticed my shirt was inside out when i hopped on the buss. As i did i got a lot of stares, probably because it's supposed to be 80 degrees today but oh well. i turned shook my head to get my hair back down. I looked over to Montana who was still amused, and said. " I know, all the parties, hot guys, wine and swimming. We have are hands full."

she nodded in agreement. she started to talk when i finished her sentence with " gonna be the best summer ever." Even though we say it every summer. i couldn't wait though something felt so right. just so..so different than the same time last year. the school buss's screeching brakes interrupted my thoughts. Looking out the window beside me, i saw Blake whom was the cutest guy. Well to me. He is supper shy and has golden hair with a sexy cow lick in the front. he wore a shirt that said nirvana' on the front with white bold lettering showing well with the Black tee that was the back ground. He wore blue jeans wit a few scuffs and tears, but honestly it made him look better that way. He had his book in hand and hopped on. the driver sue greeted him as well. Blake wasn't a ball star or popular but he was always the talk of the school. just like every morning i smiled and he always exchanges a smile with me. he sits alone in set 11 to the right where i sit in seat 10 across of him.

I day dream through 2 period thinking of thinks me and Montana could do after school. Maybe we could hang with Jessie and chit chat. Jessie was 23 and was Montana's older brother. he was the guy to go to for advice.

It was finally the end of the day and the bell rang to signal that school has let out.. until tomorrow. every one crowds the hallway scrambling to there cars or there bus. i stuff my books quickly into my bag, scurrying out of the hall making sure not to miss my bus ride home. As i hurry down the hall i tripped on something, not exactly sure what. i look up to see Blake helping me. he gave me an apologetic look. he was getting ready to speak when i hurriedly said " its okay, thanks for the help."

I practically started running because i Heard loud purrs of the engines of the bus's. i look to where my bus would be parked usually but just like i expected.. it was gone and out of site. I sigh in flustration. the school was now empty with only teachers in there rooms. Shit, well i live only a mile away i suppose i could walk. i shut the exiting door of the school and went to go walk to the other side to exit knowing it would be a shorter way of getting home. i suddenly feel my phone silently buzz in my pocket, quickly pulling it out i seen where Montana texted me saying. "Where the hell are you!?"