It all started with a book
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The bus was filled with screaming kids. How could they be this hyper so early? I thought with a yawn. I made my way to the back of the bus and pulled out my favorite book, tuning out the loud kids. That was before I felt a tap on my shoulder, "Ignore them and they'll go away" I thought.
Another tap
And another one
"What?" I snapped my head to look at the brown haired and green eyed boy smirking at me.
"Nothing, you just look lonely" he shrugged and took the seat next to me.
"Well I'm not"
"Well I am, and your reading my favorite book so we're automatically friends." He smiled
"You like the outsiders?" I gave him a unsure look
"Of course! I've seen the movie too but the book is way better! It's almost like the movie goes to-"
"Fast" I finished his sentence
He smiled his white teeth glimmering in the dim bus light.
"Yes exactly" his smile grew
He had a nice smile.
"Your like the only person I know who reads this book." I sounded way more amazed then I should of but I just couldn't believe it.
"Yeah well my moms always been a big outsiders fan, she's like in love with soda pop." He chucked
"Well then me and your have something in common"
"Already ditching me for my mom? Ouch" he said while putting on a fake frown.
"Yeah well she's way more interesting than you" I teased
He put a hand to his heart "damn that hurt" he laughed and sat a hand on my shoulder.
"So what's your name?"
"Cameron and yours"
I looked out of the window to see us pulling up the the big prison like building.
"Charlie" I said
"Well it's nice to meet you Charlie"
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