As I stare out the window, I think of all types of scenarios that can possibly happen. "I wonder what my classmates will be like."
'I hope they are not as obnoxious as last year.'
I have my bag covering the seat beside me, as to signal I want to be alone.
'I should stop doing that, if I want to ascend to a higher social standing.'
The bag that once covered the seat, is now on my lap.
"Haaaa"
I heaved a sigh as a sudden realization that I only have 2 years left of school, as I am in the 11th grade.
I transferred to this school, as the school I went to previously was so bad. Full of losers.
"Hey, can I sit here?"
"Oh, sure."
a man that seemed to be at least 5'10 and had a bed of ginger hair asked.
he sat down as I scooted to the left as much as possible.
"What's your name man?" i asked.
"The names Zach!"
"Cool."
"What's Yours?"
"Mines Dray."
"Sick. Nice to meet you man!"
"Yeah, the same for you!"
The bus came to a sudden stop.
"Hey Zach! there's room in the back!"
"Alright bet!"
"Sorry man, I'm gonna go."
"Alright, nice meeting you!"
I resumed sitting by myself.
'I might as well bring my headphones out, and listen to some music.'
I connected my Bluetooth Headphones up to my phone, and bumped my favorite songs up until I arrived at school...