Bus stop...more like love stop

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Chapter 4

Waiting for the M90 to come seems like a liftime, i base all my blame on my business based mother for living so far away from School, and for having such a job that requires you to leave the house at 7:20am . God i never want to grow old and have to work! Imagining all the stress and all the wrinkles i would produce frightens me deathly.As i was saying, my bus is normal,an oversized car that requires a fee of $2.50 every bus ride unless you own a bus pass that takes over a metaphorical century to receive.a piece of rectangular paper with irrelevant terms and conditions typed carelessly on the backside, but the way i see busses they are all divided into special AREAS. Towards the front, you get the nerds, the old folks and just those crazy cat lady's who don't seem to have a hair brush, towards the middle is the ametur popular people, usually the year 8s and 9s, these brats think they are popular because they have all had their first kiss. Sure. And towards the back, the cool kids.but there is one simple rule that if you disobey you are banished from ever entering that side of the bus ever again.yes it is the backseat.the longest most precious and comfortable seat in the entire bus. I like to call it the "alpha" seat, strictly year 12 only.Although behind this seat is the portable rubbish bin where all chip packets and lolly wrappers are chucked out of laziness, anyone who trespasses must pay the price. Like

I remember this one time a girl in my grade, elena, tried to fit in with the big kids, she causally waltz right passed them and sat in the middle of the backseat of the M90 bus. Long story short, elena dosent catch the bus anymore. So you understand what im trying to get at?

Enough blabber about the bus, i was waiting under the shade of the bus stop, sitting on a cold,deserted silver seat, i had my earphones in, music on blast, justin biebers song runaway love, i couldn't hear anything. Whenever i listen to justin bieber i forget all my Troubles,all my worries, i just think about the good things in life then....i was slapped right back into reality.

I heard an extremely loud , annoying noise coming from the road. turns out an angry truck driver decided to beep his blooming horn while i was day-dreaming. I decided to stay sane for the remainder of the time. Not to mention that the bus stop is two streets away from campus , where No school student goes, so i was on my own since jai had some extra curriculum activity and wasent coming home with me today.

I felt like closing my eyes again and thinking of the reason why life is how it is, why the sky is blue and why was i made into who i am, why do i have such tiny feet and such a small figure. All these questions where screaming out to me, my insecurities are beyond anyones imagination, everything in my mind is filed, organised and in place, but once i think about my insecurities, everything becomes disordered and my mind goes on fire,overdrive , as if ive lost a brain cell and the rest are trying to warn me about it.

As i closed my tired eyes i felt two cold hands relinquish themselves over my big brown eyes."guess who",said the voice, i obviously knew who it was, since jai was staying back at school that day,who else other than elias is able to play with my gullible self.

"Hey babe, whatcha doing here all alone, a pretty girl like you shouldnt be waiting for a bus without any company".

"Im fine thanks, to be honest i still wasn't over the fact that elias had humiliated me and gave me such a bad name that stuck with me even until this very moment.

Oh yeah i forgot to tell you that story elias,well he,umm well i was running in the corridor since i was extremely late to science lab, i had kind of tripped over my poorly done up shoelace lets just say elias got a hold of my well umm.... human flesh contact as well as a glimpse of my rear end and the rumor spread around the whole school campus that I had given my self to elias and that i was his slave of love.my thoughts were still processing, the way my skirt flew up unintentionally,how elias eyes were glued to the top of my skirt and my faintly tanned flesh , all the silly remarks i had gotten after the fall,my red cheeks flashing in humiliation and embarrassment,the fact that he had told nearly every student that i had done it on purpose because i wanted him to get into my pants.

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