We Met In A Crime

Chapter 2

6:21am
I wake up to the sound of my normal alarm. I sit up and run my hand through my knotty hair. Well, I guess it's time to get ready. I'm so tired, at least I can sleep on the journey there.
I jump in the shower and then get dressed.
My mom calls me downstairs for breakfast.
"Hey mom."
"Morning sweetie."
I pour cereal into a bowl and stuff a few breakfast bars into my pocket.
"So I hear you've got a school trip today. Where are you going?" My mom asks.
Uh oh. Quick! Think of some random place! "Europe." Out of all places, I pick Europe? That's abroad!
"Europe?"
"No."
She paused and looked very confused, "Then why did you just say- You know what never mind."
"We're going to Washington DC. We're going to see the White House!" I say seeming excited.
"Oh that's nice! Do you need any money?"
"Um. No it's ok, thanks though... I'm gonna go finish packing."

I ran upstairs before I said something I shouldn't.

The Bus arrived shortly after. I shot downstairs, quickly said goodbye to my mom, ran out the door and onto the bus. The bus driver gave us allocated seats; of course there was no one sitting next to me.
The journey went quite slow so I decided to listen to some music.
After about an hour into the journey some random guy came up to me, "Hey. Ally, right?"
"Depends, who's asking?"
"I'm in the mishu gang idiot."
"Oh. Then yes my name's Ally."
"Where's your bus partner?"
"Oh please I'm not in kindergarten." I rolled my eyes.
"So you're a loner?"
"NO! Who said that? Ok fine I am but- ugh just shut up." He laughed, I just gave him the death stare.
"Well my name's Loki" He held out his hand and waited for me to shake it.
"I'm not shaking your hand. You seem like a guy that would masturbate in the back of the bus while no one was watching."
"Hey! I would still do it with people watching"
"Ew, you're disgusting."
We both burst out in laughter. He sat down next to me and looked at me straight in my eyes.
"I'm sure you've fingered yourself in the bus while no one was watching."
"EW! Pervert!"
"Thank you."
"What you listening to?"
"Some music." I gave him one of the ear phone thingys and let him listen to it too. "Can I rest my head on you? I'm tired." He asked while yawning.
"Sure." I smiled, he rested his head on my arm and I just ran my hand through his soft hair.
I stopped to skip a song when he sleepily said "carry on stroking my hair."
I blushed. "Ok," and carried on. He fell asleep quite quickly and shortly after, so did I.