As the journey progressed I got a seat. I looked at the houses that passed. The rich kids used that bus. I was the only one that lived in a farm cottage surrounded by sheep. I got told by my cousin that Ill get picked on. I looked about the bus one, other guy. He had jet black hair and wore black clothes. I noticed as sign stuck to his back it read "fag" I gasped. He turned around. I swallowed hard.
"T-there is a sign on your back its...really mean..."
"Can you get it for me?" He said in a quiet voice
"Sure." I stood up and went over. I took it off his back and handed it to him. The bus hit a hole and I fell onto him. And thats when I realised. That was the boy from next door. But his parents were always at work in Hawaii or somewhere. I stood up "s-sorry" I said going red. He was a year above me. I just felt so sorry for him. We got off at the same stop and parted into 2 different drive ways.
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FantasiAmanda lives in a world where her brain is in charge. Or at least it was. In middle school it was cool to live YOUR dreams. But now you only want a great social life and/or great grades. Amanda wants neither. She wants a life of interest. So when...
