The Bus Stop

The Bus Stop

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As I was walking down the light grey path on the dark and rainy night, I looked down at my phone as it just turned to 10:30pm. I had nowhere to go. I was stranded in the depths of a final decision that had left me lost, so now it was up to me to find my way again. Hey guys, this is only a short story that I wrote for my English class last year so therefore it only has one chapter. Hope you enjoy.
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I gasped when I felt a body crash into mine, stumbling back a bit and dropping my keys in the process. "I'm so sorry!" I said, looking up at the stranger. He was very attractive. He had thick brown hair, that was mostly being covered by a blue beanie, and honey-coloured eyes, that were covered by a pair of thick, black-rimmed glasses. He just waved his hand in dismissal and shrugged. "It's fine. I wasn't totally paying attention to where I was going either," he said. He then bent down and picked my dorm keys off the floor, "I believe you dropped these," he said, handing me them back. Book One Of The 'Google' Series

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