------Sarah's POV-----
Oh the bus, Ive missed the old bus. Quite weird you can miss a bus, but still. Sitting on the blue seat again for the first time in three months was a new feeling. I was a senior this year. It was all a little scary to think about. I'd be out in the world next year. Hopefully with Hunter by my side. But he was planning on going to Nashville and become a huge star. I wanted to be a song writer and go to music school but it wasn't a guarantee that I'd make it. The busses engine make a rickety sound as it went down the road. Just like always Hunters house was next. I smiled thinking about the summer, Hunter would come over almost every night and we'd watch movies or just talk, it was fun. Last night we invited a group of friends to his house and we had one last summer memory together, we had a bon-fire and roasted marshmallows. It was fun. As the bus stopped I looked at him. His usual look had changed over the summer, he'd got a new haircut and a new wardrobe. Skinny jeans, tee shirts and converses. He looked great, I thought. He climbed aboard the bus. The bus filled with hoots and chants. I guess they liked his new look. The boy plopped down beside me. "Hello Sarah Beth." He greeted me with his usual nick name for me. "Hey." I said. He smiled. "Guess what we are." He said. I smiled. "What are we." "SENIORS!" He said. "You're full of it Hayes." I said playfully punching his arm. Rolling his eyes he turned around and talked to our friend Jake.
