Niall's POV
Each road we turned I felt like I was falling into a deep, dark hole of regret.
Liam sat next to me, staring at me with innocent, worried eyes.
He kept his large hand on my knee, attempting to calm me down but it was nearly impossible to.
The boys chatted on some new video game that had come out while my eyes darted at the ripped seat of the our poorly made bus.
When the bus came to a sudden stop, I panicked, completely forgetting that the bus picks up other students.
Without hesitation my head shot down making the seat cover my fire red face.
Their conversation stopped instantly followed by 3 pairs of eyes snapping at me.
"What?" I spat at their stares, rudely.
They all gasped quietly at my sudden sass, apologizing then continuing in their unimportant little conversations.
This method continued over and over as others crawled onto the bus, some waving good bye to their parents.
Luckily our stop was one of the first, so I didn't have to go through the guilt of walking onto the bus and hiding my face.
The bus was almost full and each time a student walked on the bus I sank deeper into my seat.
My heart burned in regret of ever stepping a foot on this bus.
I felt like I was going to faint or throw up everything inside me.
"Niall?" Louis stared at me in big worried eyes. I started taking deep breaths. "Are you alright?" Was the question I was trying to get away from but he had just asked.
Liam and Harry's faces glared at me, in fear and sadness.
I gave them a quick nod and looked violently out the window attempting to ignore any further conversations.
Liam's hand got a tight grip on my knee and he knew that we were getting close to the school. He started to whisper kind words to me, trying to make me calmer.
Then we were here.
It was filled with what I had nightmares of, other kids. They were around my age, some younger, some older. Some wore white and gold varsity jackets, I guessed that they were on a sports team in the previous year. There were cheerleaders, just like the ones in movies, bubbly and filled with spirit. Small groups of friends hugged and bonded in conversations. From every look of the naked eye there would be students, balloons, and streamers welcoming the new year. Music blasted loudly, almost making it impossible for me to understand Liam's words of wisdom. I saw some students I had known, but completely ignore any of my texts after the fire burning. The school was all brand new, no more graffiti on the walls or chips of missing bricks. It was made of all new white and blue painted bricks. The doors had no more finger prints stained on the glass, they were all brand new as well. We went into the bus lane where I was greeted by a new wall created by students. I got an invite to decorate the wall, but I decided to avoid the outside world. The wall was covered in hand in blue and gold hand prints of all different sizes. Above the numerous hand prints read 'Wavers Middle School- Where everyone belongs'
Well the truth is I didn't belong.
I didn't even want to be here. How dare my mom let me back into this school, for my luck another fire could start.
The doors to the bus of regret opened and I knew I has made the wrong choice of ever getting in it.
Everyone stood up, besides me.
Liam's gigantic backpack hit me straight in the face.
"Ouch sh-" I shouted, gasped out in pain.
"Niall!" Liam yelled loudly probably drawing everyone's eyes over to me but I can see because well he hit me in the face how am I supposed to see.
"Liam what did you do?" Louis scolded him like an angry mother.
"I didn't- I don't-- what did I do?" He asked me, confused.
"Nothing," I blankly laughed it off begging for all eyes to get off me, "I'm completely fine. Now let's go" I pointed forward for them to go being a empty spot in the bus isle.
Without saying a word, we all got up and moved our ways out of the yellow bus of horror.
But I wish I had stayed on it.
The bus would have provided me more security then what school had to offer.
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Hey guys!
I auditioned for a play today!
It's high school musical and I'll tell you the results when I get them on Friday!
Okay byeee!
-Chloe💖
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Extinguish.
Fanfictionex·tin·guish verb; put an end to; annihilate. The world has its obstacles and so do the people living in it. (Used to be "The Boy Who Was On Fire)
