There are about 40 seniors so about 20 in each group. With my amazing luck I got put with Tianna, Candice, Amy and her school reps, Justin Osbourne, this insane computer nerd and his computer nerd firends, some other students I've never talked to and Wilkey. I think Wilkey and I could be friends and I really wish I wasn't the way I was so I could at least laugh at his jokes with him instead of behind him. Okay enough about Wilkey.
Once everyone had stop complaining about swapping groups, they began fussing over who they wanted to sit with in the bus, and of course I was as invisible as ever. Don't get me wrong I liked the whole lone wolf vibe, but I don't think I could have both seats of the bus to myself. I didn't want everyone staring at me while I decided who else is a loner and sit next to them so while everyone was choosing partners to sit next to, I rushed inside the bus to get first picks next to the window because apparently it was a 2 and a half hour drive from Crestwood to the place. Imagine everyone's faces when they heard that.
The hardest thing to do is to pick a place to sit on the bus. Obviously, you don't want to sit at the front section of the bus, only teachers' pets sit in the front section of the bus. Those seats are for Amy and her school reps and all of the nerds like Justin. The back section was a defiant no too. The back section was strictly criminals and misfits. The "it girls" always sat in the middle section of the bus so naturally every other 'sane' person would sit in the middle section too. I don't want to be classed as a sheep, teacher's pet and I defiantly don't want to die in the back seats, so I chose to sit somewhere in-between the middle and the back. Call it my safe section. I quickly put my bag on the shelf above my head and grabbed my earphones from the front pocket of my bag before pushing it further into the shelf. I chose to sit on the left side of the bus, facing the driver's seat. People starting to enter the bus, so I quickly sit down next to the window, pulled out my phone, plugged in my headphones, pressed shuffle play, put the volume on full blast, closed my eyes and tried to shut out the whole world as I drowned myself in beats and lyrics. Halfway through the first verse I feel someone poke me, I ignored it at first so whoever it is could leave me alone but then the poking turned into tapping on my shoulder I figured it was Ms Small checking to see if I was alive. I paused the song, took out my earphones and opened my eyes.
"Ms Small, I'm fine." It wasn't Ms Small.
"Oh...umm... sorry I thought... never mind." It was Wilkey.
"Wolf!" he exclaims as if we were long lost friends with a big smile on his face.
"Wilkey." I smiled vaguely.
"This seat taken?" He raises one eyebrow.
I shake my head, put my earphones back on and pressed play. I wasn't trying to be blunt it's just how I am. I felt Wilkey get comfortable next to me as Ms Small did a final head count before she went back to her seat at the front and the bus started moving. At one point I opened my eyes and saw Wilkey going through his playlist. All his songs were old school hard rock, which isn't surprising but at the same time I would have never guessed. I'm what they call a basic bitch when it comes to music, anything that is pop I'll listen to but I'm a sucker for a ballet or those really sad heartbreak songs. I like to pretend that I can relate to the lyrics. So corny.
I let out a little laugh without even knowing and tried to turn away, but he caught me. He looked at me with a smile then started to talk, so I turned down my music.
"What?"
"I said, are you excited?" He repeats.
"Not really." I really wasn't.
"Not really?"
"I don't really like field trips" I turned away to try and end the conversation.
I really wasn't trying to be dull, it's just I'm used to just watching and listening to Wilkey from the corner, behind everyone but being in an actual conversation is just weird.
"I'm guessing you don't like a lot of things?" What?
"I guess." frustrated, I rolled my eyes, turned to the window, and turned up my music.
Even though he is kind of right, I just don't like people, as in anyone, assuming the type of person I am. I know it probably wasn't his intention but to me it's like Wilkey was claiming that he knew me, but the guy didn't even know my first name.
As if he heard my frustration, he pulled out one of my earphones.
"Hey, I'm sorry okay."
"For what?" I asked trying to hide my minor frustration.
"Judging you like that."
I smiled on the inside but maintained my 'always unbothered facade' on the outside.
"Look, we don't have to talk." I looked out the window before a smile formed on my face.
"You know what Wolf..." he sighed, and I turned to look at him, "You're probably the biggest mystery in school." He looked deep into my eyes like a detective trying to see through my disguise.
I tried to open my mouth to reply but I didn't know what to say or how to even respond to that.
Breaking eye-contact he continues before I could say anything.
"But I'll figure you out someday." He sinks into his seat, closes his eyes and turns up the volume to the song he was listening to.
"Funny kid" I scoff to myself. I figured I shouldn't think too much about it and try to enjoy the trip.
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Let it Rein
Ficção AdolescenteThis story follows our protagonist, Rein. As she, the loner, is put into a situation where her teachers and classmates have been captured by the facility they were sent to on their senior school field trip. She, along with her new friends, Wilkey, T...
