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🌪Wheels On The Bus🌪

This AU you and Bakugou are kids on the bus who always make eye contact. But never talk

Day One.

First day of 10th grade. I'm scared out of my mind. I'm sitting in the bus, looking out the window. Its pretty cold outside, there are two boys yelling behind me. I'm counting trees. But a few rows ahead there's a couple playing tonsil hockey, trading spit and practically dry humping each other.

Then one of the finest specimen I have ever seen climbed onto the bus. Ash blonde hair, glowing red eyes, and a jawline that could cut fucking bricks.

We just made eye contact and it's like he's pulling me into some sort of trance. What is going on?

Day 13

It's been almost two weeks since school started. And everyday since then that blonde kid and I have been playing eye tag everyday on the bus. Kids have been getting more comfortable, they literally started smoking fucking drugs in the back of the bus.

The bus driver doesn't care, no ones watching us. Wheels on the fûcking bus.

"Light it up and pass it." Puff puff and pass it, all they ever do, "over here!" Counting cars as they pass me by.

"Don't be a dick and babysit, just pass it."

That's all they say.

Blondie doesn't seem to care, he acts like he's too cool for this shit. And I'm starting to think he is. Every time I stare into his crimson eyes, sparks erupt in my chest, and butterflies and flowers swarm and bloom in my stomach.

Day 35

The same old same old. I wake up, shower, eat, get dressed, get on the highway to hell. Burn in hell, take the highway home. Hellwork, eat, shower, sleep, repeat. 

I managed to drag myself to the bus stop and sit in my usual spot.  The spot one row across and behind the blonde boys seat. Today I actually found out his name, Bakugou. I think.

Some boy who I believe is Deku called him Kachan.

"Kaachan! Can I sit by you?"

"Shut up Deku, and it's bakugou!"

Sounds like he has a temper.

Day 47

Everyday, Bakugou and I stare at each other. Every time, it erupts a fire in me. I wish I could muster up the courage to say something to him. To say something to the Greek god on the bus, the Greek god who always seem to stare back at me. 

But I promise myself. That by the end of this school year, I Y.n L.n will have talked to that Bakugou kid. 

I promise.

Day 53

So remember that little promise I made. Yea I don't think I can do it. Everyday I told myself I could, then something stop me. Whether it's bad breath, someone's sitting next to him, or my hairs a mess.

Fuck.

Day 74

He talked to me! He fucking talked to me! It's been fucking forever since we've been playing eye tag.

Hold on, Jason's got his ass on the window.

He sat next to me and said, "hi."

And I sat there, mouth open like a fish. Fuck. What should I say, I mean it's been one hell of a school year on this bus. Eye tag was getting exhausting. Although I could never get tired of staring into those red eyes. 

"Are you illiterate or some shit?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You've been staring at me everyday, why the fûck?"

"You've been staring at me too."

"Shut up."

Wait, what?

Don't tell me the Greek god is an asshole.

Fuck.

Day 89

Since he talked to me, we've just been sitting together in silence. I always wanted us to be high school sweethearts. But he seems like an douchebag, and I'm not tryna waste my time

(Omg I'll stop with all the references)

I also think he's also a rough guy, I don't think I could handle, choking, biting. I'm not down to bleed.

(Sike😝)

The staring was less frequent, but since we were so close, little glances here and there were traded. 

Day 100

I finally started a conversation. It went something like this.

"So, I'm Y.n"

"Bakugou."

"Wanna have lunch together?"

"I guess."

"Cool. Don't we have uh, maths together?"

"I don't know."

"Ok."

80 days left of school. That's too long

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