i was the first on the bus
per usual.
the bus driver nodded me on;
permitting me to wander on
despite my invalid bus card.
i had resumed my usual spot
staring out the window
to plan my newest rebellion;
when he;
hayden
sat next to me
a g a i n .
he didn't say a word
and i didn't either.
i detabated inside my head
whether i should thank him
for standing up for me;
but the bus swerved into the traffic
and i lost my courage.
...
the bus jolted onto the curb
making my body swing into his
and my face heat up.
- sorry -
i muttered;
but his reply was drowned
as the bus tipped with the weight
of its newest passengers.
my eyes widened as 'security'
trudged on board.
oh crap.
• bus cards? •
the men demanded
and one by one
people nervously revealed their cards.
i glanced down to my hands
as my ears captured the sound of a woman
getting to her feet.
'security' immediately turned to her.
• i was the first gal to get on this bus.
i know who does not have a valid card. •
she said;
sneering.
• well then. •
one of the security guys said.
• save us some time. •
but the lady
- that old pain of a lady;
hadn't waited for a reply.
her finger extended to point in our direction.
• one of them. •
she said simply;
and resumed her seat.
hayden looked at me.
questioning me.
i tried not to look nervous.
• bus cards please? •
security asked us;
and hayden extended his arm out
to reveal his card.
INVALID;
the machine in security's hand remarked.
dammit.
not only was i in trouble;
he was too.
i held my breath as my card was taken.
VALID.
no
it most definitely couldn't be valid.
my eyes were playing up.
but then when hayden was pulled aside;
and i wasn't;
i understood.
damn you hayden
and your freakish ninja moves.
A/N This is a sucky chapter :/
Anyway, I am so sorry, I have had a stack of homework over the past week and this following week should be a nightmare. I think I missed an update a couple of days ago, so I appologise! Nevertheless you guys have been amazing. I love you all xx
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