Frosty's POV

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I woke up with a start. it was just a dream... It seemed so realistic.. Wait a second, isn't it-

"I'M GOING TO MISS THE SCHOOL BUS! SHOOT! "

I got dressed and ran to the bus stop. The bus was just about to leave. I made it just in time. phewph!

The school bus STANK! IT SMELLED WORSE THAN A DUMP! We only have to pick up a few more people. Btw, tomorrow's my birthday! My mom got me an early birthday present, a snowflake hair clip. That reminded me of my dream.. I can't seem to get it off of my mind! Why where the items so specific though? Why not just a random item? Am I going to meet people with thoughs ite-

omg

someone just came into the bus with the same hat as the dream... I'M SO CONFUSED! WHATS HAPPENING! what was the hat suppose to represent again? fall I think!

*few minutes later*

we're at the next bus stop. A girl just walked in with a leaf hair clip. I'm pretty sure that represents spring, right? yeah, spring. She sat right beside me and introduced herself

???: Hi!

Me: umm(I'm awkward) hi?

Bl: I'm Blossom, how about you?

Me: Frosty. nice to meet you Blossom

Bl: You too!

she seemed pretty nice! maybe I should ask her where she got the hair clip. no. that would be too soon. we just met eachother. I shouldn't ask to many questions. I decided to stay quiet

Bl: You ok? Your being really quiet

Me: Yeah! I just don't know what to talk about

Bl: How about school! its going to be pretty cool going to Ritoca Middle School(I made that up. pretty sure it isn't a real middle school. I think) isn't it?

Me: Yeah! did you hear that they have an indoor swimming pool? I'm surprised my mom was able to get the money to let me in this school!

Bl: Why haven't I seen you around town before?

Me: I just moved here about a week ago. My dad works here and we decided we should move closer to his work

Bl: But won't you miss your friends?

Me: We'll still see eachother! just not as often.

we talked for the whole bus ride! it seemed so short

We got off the bus and I realized that a girl with the same sunglasses.

was the dream real?

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this was a little longer than the last one but, lazyness got the best of me. hope you liked this part(403 words)

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