" To my inspiration, to the boy on the bus" . . . . Done with training I take a shower and change my clothes. I had a mock match with Luke, and I'm now walking towards the bus station, sore and bruised on my cheekbone. The weather is terrible, windy and pouring rain. The bus arrives soon enough that I don't get completely soaked. I step in and the door makes a thud closing. That is when I see her. Completely wet, running towards the bus and stepping in every puddle of rain in the process. The girl from the bus. . . . A story about Zed and Tilly. Zed sees her on the same bus everyday, and desperately wants to get closer to her. But there is no chance, she is always alone, always sad and doesn't spare him a glance, or so he thinks. And what happens when Zed does get closer to her, and tries to help her? What happens if they accidentally fall in love in the whole process? . . . Hello readers :) It's my first time writing a story like this so I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it. The start might be a bit bumpy, but please bare with me. I am trying my best:) I know it still need some room for improvements, so feel free to give some feedback if you like it. Thank you for taking your time and reading my story, Additional note : I'm starting school, so the updates might slow down a bit :( But I will try my absolute best to update weekly, and I want to say a quick thank you to everyone reading this story, it means the world to me 🩷 Author M.
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