Not What I Thought

Part 7

Dan ran down to the bus station and sat for a few minutes, waiting for the bus to eventually arrive. He plugged in his headphones and acted like he was texting so if anyone he knew saw him, they wouldn't bother him.

The bus pulled up and Dan went and sat in the back, Fall Out Boy blaring from his headphones. He hadn't realized how loud his music was till a brunette came and sat next to him. She had introduced herself and had started talking, but Dan couldn't hear her. He took out a headphone and looked at her confused as she started the next sentence, "Soooo I was thinking-" Dan cut her off by giving her the most confused look he'd probably ever given anyone.

"Who are you?" Dan asked, not very politely.

"My name's Amy." She smiled after repeating herself. She had long, brown hair, close to the shade of Dan's. She was wearing a long sleeved Green Day shirt that didn't reveal much of her chest, and light, grey jeans with black and white Converse.

"I'm Dan." He said, smiling back at her, "Sorry I didn't hear you earlier. I had my headphones in."

"Oh.. Sorry. I didn't notice them." She said, giggling slightly. "So how old are you?" She asked, not wasting time, as she didn't know when he would have to get off the bus.

"17. And how old are you?" Dan questioned back, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"I'm 16, 17 tomorrow!" She said.

"Shouldn't you be in school?" As if he were one to talk.

"Weeellllll.. I'm kind of ditching today. My parents don't think I can be rebellious." She said, looking almost determined to prove them wrong, "Shouldn't you be in school?"

"Same reason except for a guy." Dan explained.

"Ooooh! What's his name?" She asked excitedly.

"Phil. I kinda have a thing for him and yeah. He called me this morning wanting to ditch so now I'm heading over to meet up. He said he wanted to talk." Dan explained.

"That's so cute!" Amy exclaimed, "When do you get off?"

"In a couple stops."

"Good! Because that is no way to go and see the guy you like! Especially if he wants to 'talk' to you." Amy said, starting to mess with Dan's appearance a little, not a lot, but just with tiny things like his hair and shirt, "So explain some stuff about him!"

"You're a little scary, y'know that?" Dan said, laughing a little.

"Yeah. I know. Now spill!"

"Well.. What do you want to know?" Dan asked.

"Uhm.. What is your favorite physical thing about him?" She asked, still messing with his hair.

"Well, the fact that he's shorter. But he also has the deepest, lightest blue eyes ever! They're to die for!" Dan said, sounding extremely gay at the moment.

"Favorite thing about his personality?"

"His sense of humor." Dan said, a little too quickly.

"How long have you liked him?" She asked.

"Since year 6. So 3 years now."

"That's quite a while. Does he know about your feelings?" Amy asked, sounding very business like.

"Yeah. But he doesn't feel the same way." Dan said, his face and mood dropping the slightest bit.

"Don't be sad! I'm sure he likes you! No guy ditches school, or asks someone to ditch school with them, unless they have some sort of feelings for that person!" Amy said.

"How can you be so sure? I'm the school punk that everyone hates, so our headmaster is literally forcing him to watch me." Dan explained, "That's the only reason he's hanging out with me."

"Here! I'll give you my number and you can tell me all about your little school ditching session and then I'll tell you what I can about it." She said confidently.

"I barely know you though!" Dan said.

"Weeeelllll.. I wouldn't exactly say that.." Amy said, looking down at the dirty bus floor, "We go to the same school.. We actually have music class together.. That and maths."

"What?" Was all Dan could manage.

"Yeah! I sit next to- well used to anyway- Tina in maths and then in music I'm usually in the back of the room." Amy explained.

Dan sat there with a blank expression.

"Yeah sooooo.. We're not exactly strangers. And I know who Phil is and he's actually a really nice guy. He dated Tina over summer but she knew he was gay and couldn't handle it.. So she broke it off." Amy explained.

"Oh." Dan said, awe struck at how much she knew, "Give me your number, dammit." Dan stated, finally giving in and handing his phone to her.

She quickly typed in her number, took an adorable looking selfie with a rock sign on her hand, and handed it back to him.

"Thanks." Dan said.

"No problem! Hope you like the picture." She smiled at him, "Now I think it's your stop." Amy said, looking out the window at the Starbucks pulling into view.

"I'll text you later!" Dan exclaimed, as he walked to the front of the bus.

"Bye!" Amy yelled after him.

Dan stepped off the bus and into the chilly October air of Manchester, waving goodbye to his new friend, as the bus pulled away.