Karma (Wendip)

2. "Your so cute."

As expected, the bus stop was already occupied. I almost never made it before anyone else.

As I got closer, the desire to be invisible grew. I didn't want to be seen, especially by them. Robin was there, along with her SMALL group of followers. That's a lie. She was popular, so of course she would have half the school at her beck and call.

I scowled as Robin took notice of me. She approached me first, smiling kindly. As if. Her smile was sinister.

"Hey Dips***! You here today, too?"

I glared, choosing to stare at her maroon blouse rather then her beady black eyes. Surprisingly, she was quite fashionable. Her blouse perfectly complemented her dark smooth skin and auburn hair.

I didn't answer. It was obvious. I was here, wasn't I?

"Ha."

Thankfully, she left me alone after that... for now. I sat down on the sidewalk. Placing my journal in my lap, I opened to another empty page.

I looked around for inspiration. I had to draw something, anything. My hands were itching.

I began to outline the ground, making the view airborne. Blades of grass were blended together, and certain bushes stood out by the time the bus arrived.

I gathered my school supplies and shoved them into my backpack, being mindful not to bend anything.

"Hurry up! I have other students to pick up!" The bus driver yelled. She hated me, I was sure of it.

I rushed through the front doors, accidentally bumping into the frame of the bus. The bus driver, a short cranky blond women with a face as fat and red as a tomato, growled at me. Who knew a females could be so... I have no words to describe how unsightly she is.

I looked for any vacant seats. Just like every day of my middle and high school life, no seats are available at the front. This bus was always crowded.

Here we go again...

I walked through the squished bodies of bodies and fat backpacks. I took tentative steps. I didn't want to trip over someone's foot. I could barely see my legs.

I trudged through. I was starting to get nervous. It had already been a few minutes of struggling to get to the back and 1.) the bus driver was getting angrier and angrier and 2.) I still could not find a seat.

"FINE, I'm moving. You better sit down now if you don't want to fall." The bus driver shouted over the gossip of the students. And, not even a second later, the bus started forward.

Unprepared, I fell. I guess it was pointless to try and avoid tripping if I was going to fall anyways...

I sighed as I heard the inevitable laughter of others.

"Get up! If this keeps up, I will report your behavior to your parents!"

Behavior? BEHAVIOR! I was livid. My "behavior" is nothing compared to yours! I so badly wanted to shout at the bus driver, but alas, karma will come. I just have to wait.

I know that, soon hopefully, I will get what I deserve, and everyone else will pay.

Thankfully, someone kind enough moved their backpack to make room for me. Either that, or she pitied me...

I took my backpack off and placed it on my lap.

"Um... could you please move? I'm squished." The girl who allowed me to sit asked.

So am I.

Wordlessly, I scooted over. Any further, and I would have fallen off, as I was already half off the seat. She hummed gratefully, and I nodded acknowledgment... until I noticed that she had plenty of room already...

I glowered. This was going to be a long ride.

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Twenty minutes later, we stopped in front of our school.

"Gravity Falls High School"

It wasn't extravagant or big. It was a relatively average high school. Two stories, several class rooms, and a gym. Actually, I was lucky enough to have two gyms; one for the girls, and the other for the boys.

If there was only one, I would be sharing with both Bill and Robin. They would make a great couple.

Yuck. Greatly disastrous more like.

Those two together would be like putting fire right next to a tank of explosives; flammable (lol, I wrote flamingo) explosives...

Again, disastrous. Thank goodness they weren't together-together.

I waited for everyone to get out of the bus before I went. I didn't care that the girl beside me was peeved, it beat getting shoved or pushed to the ground and stomped on by impatient teens any day.

Stepping off the bus, I breathed fresh air. So relaxing, that is, until I smelt the smoke. Someone was smoking again. It reeked so badly, it made my eyes brim with tears.

I ignored it to the best of my ability, walking to the front doors. I was careful not to touch or make contact with anyone. I didn't want to accidentally bump into anyone. It would cause a scene, not a good one.

Today was not a good day, I could tell. I bumped into someone. How I missed this person, I did not know. He or she was huge compared to my short skinny frame.

I ended up falling, again.

I grunted moodily. Looking up, my sour expression turned pale. I hadn't just bumped into anyone, I bumped into one of the most popular girls in this school.

She happened to be my crush.

She looked at me kindly. "Hello, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She asked as she held her hand out.

Oh my gosh... oh my, oh me, oh my...

The most popular girl in school asked if I was okay. The most popular girl is holding her hand out for me. THEE most popular girl is Wendy Corduroy.

Holly fudge that's not so holly...

Stuttering, I replied with a simple yes. I placed my hand in hers gently. I didn't expect such a hard tug from her surprisingly strong arms. With a girly shout, I stumbled into her arms.

Oh fudge.

I could feel her... thingies against my cheek. My face went alight in a bright candy apple red. I could feel the heated blood dry up my eyes instantly.

"I am so sorry!" I shouted. I back stepped, away from her, nervously waiting for curses or venomous shouts. I knew her enough to know that that wasn't her style, however, I couldn't help but expect it. I was used to it after all.

Instead, I got light bubbly laugher. I looked at her. She wasn't laughing at me. Well, she was... but she didn't mean anything bad by it.

"Your so cute."

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