•chapter 1•

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focus. that's all riya knew and thought needed to know. she was taught that at a young age because she needed it as her mother always said. but instead of focusing today she decided to relax. the one day she decided to relax, she's late. her recital was in 10 minutes and the only way she was getting there was the bus. the public bus.

Julian was taught patience. because everyone needs patience to live to breathe. Julian wasn't too uptight but his father always said he didn't have a care in the world. that was only slightly true, he did care but couldn't bother to show it.

"god, today can't be any worse" riya mumbled. finally the bus's doors slid open. she gave the driver her card for the bus. she looked around for a seat, there were only two. one next to a decent guy reading a book (julian) or a redheaded brightly dressed woman (isabella). "come on move it lady" a manly voice spoke behind her. she decided on the bright woman. she slid in beside her. the bright woman spoke first "oh hey doll". riya stared at her for a bit, taking her in. she was stunning. "hello earth to ballet lady" the pretty lady questioned. "oh sorry, you're just really pretty" riya said with a chuckle. "oh thanks doll, you too". the bright woman said" so you have a name sugar?". "oh yes my names riya!". the bright woman said" mines isabella, but my friends call me bella". both woman conversed for a while becoming fast friends.

he was reading a simple fairytale when she came in, she looked uptight he thought. she was wearing a ballet costume, a pretty pink. she slid in next to bella. he smiled to himself whilst thinking she's in for a conversation. julian only knew bella because they spent one full ride talking about how broccoli tastes just like celery. they had become quick friends after that because isabella was very friendly, and loved to read just like him.

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