Elizabeth's POV
Waking up to a fresh morning at my dad's beachhouse in Vience. As much as it is strange, it feels just as good. My dad walks in my room alarming me about breakfast. I could hear the pancakes sizziling on the buttered pan. I went to the kitchen and to believe that my dad had this great of a house still amazes me.
DAD: "So how do you feel it being you first day at a different school?"
Liz: "Nervous but then again content to how my status is now. I think going back to a regular public school would make things go back into perspective.:"
DAD: "I thought you liked the other school."
Liz: "Well yeah I mean there is better food and my classes were practically all electives but I missed the normal teenage high school stuff. I could stop feeling pressure, like I can be me and I won't feel any less than I was over there at that celebrity prep school."
DAD: "Well if this arrangement doesn't work out we can find a way to make sure you go back to that other school."
Liz: "Not neccessary because I will make this all work out. Plus, at the other school it wouldn't have worked out either. I'm going to finish high school here and then go off to college and pursue my photography career."
DAD: "That sounds like a great plan. But that won't happen if you don't get to school right now!"
My father rushed me out the door to catch the bus. And as his first orders I must go to the prinicple or front office to check myself in. In a way it feels good to know that I can belong here as oppose to being surrounded by celebrities. I could not bare it no longer with hearing everyone talk about there next album or their next movie. It got a bit too much.
As i climbed the steep stairs of the bus, it reminded me of the first day of school when my mother was around. Before the last step I would take, I'd turn to see my mother one last time and there she would be waving me off. But this time I saw my father in the car waiting for the doors to close. Then the bus driver caught me off guard, "Girl are you coming on the school bus or not?"
Me: "Yea, it's me first time coming back on a school bus in the last few years."
Bus Driver: "Look little girl, I don't care about your life stories. The only reason I wake up in the mornings to drive you teenagers to school if for a paycheck. Now could you please take a seat."
Wow, forgot that bus drivers could be feisty. I took the seat closest to her, hoping that I could annoy her by trying to hold a conversation.
Me: "What does it take to become a bus driver? I mean some day I would like to pursue into bus driving myself. Like how could you wake up so early in the morning to pick up all these kids and drive them to school. Then having to pick them back up from school and drive them all the way home. Isn't so exhausting?"
Bus Driver: "What is it going to take for me to shut you up?"
Me: "For you to be nice to me."
I hear a like giggle from the one mysterious dude in the seats acrossing from me. He has long straight black hair with a leather jacket and black straight pants. Then black combat boots to match his darkness. As I see him smirking he then looks at me from his peripherial vision. As I notice his eyes I turned away quickly. Then I began to continue my conversation with the bus driver lady.
Me: "So what is your name, I know it's not Mrs. Bus Driver?"
Bus Driver: "Why are you so interested on talking to me girl. You could make friends with anyone on this bus and why don't you."
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Lost in California (Leo Howard FanFic)
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