It was pretty awesome when I found out that I only had most of my classes with John, although I felt bad that I hadn't noticed him before. He told me not to worry about it, because he was being invisible on purpose. Makes sense, I've never heard anybody talk about him before.
"Good way to avoid gossip," he said,
"Don't exist."
After lunch was pretty fun, since all my classes after lunch are with him. But it was actually pretty sad when school ended. I think he felt the same way, since I saw him sulking through the hallway after school. I'm pretty sure he likes me back, and I've only known him for a day. Anyways, after school, I stumbled up the bus stairs and into the front seat, where I always sat. Our bus was small, and there weren't many people on it, so I always sat by myself. About fifteen minutes later, I stood up and stumbled out of the bus doors into my neighborhood. I looked up at the long, winding hill and path that led to my house. I stopped and looked around for a second. I noticed something really different. It was a kid wearing a black hoodie and headphones. It was John, at my bus stop. He lived in my neighborhood. I did a really long happy dance inside and then ran up behind him and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and smiled at me. I smiled back and then he said,
"Do you want me to walk you home?
I did another inside happy dance.
"Yeah, that'd be great," I said happily.
"I didn't know you lived in my neighborhood." I said looking at him
"Well, I didn't think you would. It was a great surprise though, wasn't it?" he looked back at me.
"It was." I looked down the street
"Oh, Here's my house," I said looking down.
"Your going to love this" he said smiling at me.
"What?" I asked him.
"I live on this street too."
