symmetryy presents: k-12...wheels on the bus (an original by melanie martinez).
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I stared out the window as angelita sat next to me. angelita has been my best friend since kindergarten. the bus was extremely loud. conversations had turned into loud yelling between one another.
i just looked out the window, watching the trees pass by me. i wanted to distract myself from the action of was going on across the aisle. dan had his hand up maya's skirt, maya returning the favor.
ugh. typical maya.
I knew the bus driver sees it. I know he's peeking, but still tends to ignore it; says nothing.
i'm trying to ignore the two next to me. i try to say nothing, and just let them do their thing. even if it is fucking boring.
eh, the bus driver isn't paying attention to us anyway. I might as well make my time worth while. I grabbed a joint out of the clear, plastic bag I had in my backpack.
mary jane always has my back.
I lit the joint I now had in my hand, and took a couple puffs off of it until angelita took it, taking a couple of puffs as well.
"hey ! give it back ! don't take all of it !" angelita and I laughed, the high from the weed kicking in.
angelita and I were having fun until jason tapped my shoulder. I turned to him, receiving a small piece of folded paper. it read,
tooth gapped bitch
I crumbled the paper in my hands angrily, and looked out the window next to me, looking at all of the cars passing me.
"don't believe what he says, crybaby. he's an asshole anyway." angelita spoke.
I wiped my tears and looked back at her with a soft laugh, hence her bringing back the nickname I was given in kindergarten: crybaby.
jason decided to open the bus window, pull down his pants and moon every car that drove by. eh, it's not like anyone's watching us anyway. the driver drove over a speed bump pretty fast, causing jason to fall back into his seat, his ass still out for everyone to see.
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we finally stopped, a boy waking onto the bus. I had fell in love with him since the day I saw him. we met in kindergarten. I liked him a lot. I still do. I just don't know if he likes me back. ya know, the typical love story.
I bounced myself up a bit, trying to get a better look at his features. his freckles; brown eyes; black, curly hair. I could never get enough.
I stared at him while he stared at me in awe. the sweet moment was interrupted by kelly screaming in attention.
finn quickly rushed out of the isle, and into kelly's seat, her instantly flirting with him. I could tell he was uncomfortable. i'm sure he could tell I was angry.
that bitch always takes him away from me ! i'll show her how it feels !
"we're here. yay." angelita said un-enthusiastically.
