The bus? (Nash Grier)

My names uh.

She was beautiful. How could I not have seen her before?! She looked angelic! Her long blond hair was braided to one side as she sat in the old blue seat, headphones in, her hand loosely hanging over the seat in front of her. She had a charm bracelet on her wrist, and her head down looking at her phone as her feet taped lightly to the beet of her music.

"Hey man, why are you so quiet all the sudden?" Cameron pulled me from my daze and broke my stare.

"Oh nothin man. I just have to do something real quick ok?" I spoke standing. I was going to at least get her name today. And I had to do it soon, the bus would be leaving in a few minuets.

How do I find a way to talk to her? Maybe I could ask her about her bracelet? Maybe if shes new? I mean I have never seen her, and I think I would have noticed her. Ya, I think I'll try those.

I slowly step to the row in front of mine on the other side of the bus. I sat down and she felt me sat because she jumped slightly. Yet never turned her head. I waited a few seconds for her to turn her head, but soon grew bored and tapped her shoulder. She was looking out the window, but slowly turned her head and when she saw me pulled out a headphone.

"Hi," I say smiling as nicely as I can.

"Hi," she replied quietly, taking her other headphone out.

"My names Nash, and I was wondering if you were new? I had never seen you around," I asked. And she smiled slightly looking down before replying.

"Ya, I just moved hear from Oregon," she said losing a little bit of nerves. I was glad she was kind of comfortable around me.

"That's a long move," I said sighing slightly at the exhausting thought. "Why did you move, if you don't mind me asking," I say looking into her ocean eyes. She smiled nodding her head.

"Not at all. We moved because my mom got a better job, and-" she stopped suddenly looking down. She obviously didn't want to talk about whatever that was.

"It's ok, you don't have to say," I spoke soothingly laying a hand on her shoulder. She flinched slightly, but relaxed soon after.

"Thanks," she looked up slowly, and put on a fake smile. She had a nice smile, but I could tell it was fake, her real one was much nicer. Maybe she does that a lot, puts on a fake smile and tells people she alright. I mean she was very good at it.

"Can I see your schedule?" I ask, hopefully we haves class or two together.

"Ya," she said pulling it out of her bag. I mumbled a thanks, and read over it. We have all our classes together! Yay!

"Cool, we have all the same classes," I say trying not to sound to excited. I smile looking up to her. Meeting two beautiful blue eyes. Not being able to look away. We found each other locked into each others eyes. I wounded if she believes love at first sight?

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" I wonder out loud, surprising us both. She laughed slightly, but replied.

"Maybe in movies, or fairy tales. But prefer to live longer than two hours or 26 pages," she says, looking me in the eye.

"That's to bad," I laugh, playfully looking down in desecrate and removing my hand from her shoulder.

"Why is that?" She laughs at me, playing along.

"Because I believe it happens all the time to real people. And lasts longer than two hours, and maybe is even happening now, to someone on this bus," I say smiling.

"Maybe, but I guess we'll never know. This is my stop," she says making me laugh. That is until I find that it is also my stop.

"Hmm. It just so happens it's mind too," I smile, and she gave me a surprised look. Maybe I'll get to know her more then I thought. Wait, I didn't even get her name, did I?