Somehow I always knew it would end this way. Everything was gone. Mom. House. Now friends. My mom got sick from the flu. She passed away. She was 36, birthday around the corner. When she first got sick, I didn't think much of it but then she was hospitalized. Days turned to weeks and then weeks turned into her death.
She still made me go to school, she told me if she got out of the hospital and my grades dropped, she would run me over. I wish it turned out that way because then she would still be here. After my mom died, I moved in with my uncle, Charlie. Since I'm only seventeen, I can't live by myself yet. He's nice enough, barely talks, just keeps a roof over my head and feeds me oven made pizza. Where's my father you may ask?He left soon after I was born. Never even meant him before. I know. My mom was 19! But at least she had charlie.
Charlie is not much of a cook, nor does he have any friends. His only friend is Steph, the cash register. Charlie is kind of a loner and as in kind of, I mean major. He also doesn't really do much for work.
He works in a record store, full of DVDs.
Soon after moving in with Charlie, my "friends" dropped me because I didn't hang out with them as much. I never told them about my mom. I hoped I would have friends on my mom's birthday but I was alone. After mom died I felt alone but now I'm actually alone. Charlie is at work, otherwise I would be hopeful for something but instead, i'm walking to the bus stop alone. School got out about 10 minutes ago. Usually I have to run to the bus stop because I'm talking to my so-called "friends". To make things even worse It's a friday night, so i would be with my mom when i get home spending time with or, at a sleepover.
"Hello?. Mom, can you hear me?" a girl on the phone said walking past me. Must be nice having someone. The bus arrives shortly after and I get on.
"Money or Ticket?", the Bus driver says. "Ticket" I say while looking for my ticket. I check my pockets but all I find is my earbuds, ID, and the keys to Charlie's house. Shooot, I forgot my ticket and money. "Hurry up" I heard a male voice behind me yell.
I let out a shaky breath. "I can't find it, can I just pay you back, i ride the bus everyday after school." since my moms death anyway. He shakes his head "no money or ticky, no ride." He points outside the bus. "Please sir, I need a ride." I plead. "Sorry kid." I turn around and start to get off the bus.
"Here, let her go home, I'll pay for her ride" exclaimed a masculine but youthful voice. I don't know who said that but he was an angel. I didn't get a good look at his face because he had a red scarf covering most of his face. He was also standing behind people looking at me like I was annoying and wasting everyone's time. I did notice he has dark brown hair with light blonde streaks. Before I could really look at him the bus driver said to me "hurry up before you change my mind and don't let this happen again". I nod and quickly walk to a seat before I cause anymore chaos. While going to my seat I try to look for him with a red scarf but I don't see him so I sit down.
I take out my earbuds and phone, giving up the temptation to say Thanks to whoever it was that was so kind. I listen to music but don't actually listen to it, I'm really just thinking about what day it's been. I remember riding the school bus freshman year with Cassie and Carlie.
Their cassie and carly are twins but don't act like it, i remember them being polar opposites and eventually cassie ditch the friend group and went to a new school after their parents split. Cassie is the life of the party type but she also studies hard( at least she was the last time I saw her). Carlie doesn't try hard to get good grades, if she gets a B it's the end of the world, Carlie also hates sports, loves clubs, and is Bella's follower. Diana is another follower and thinks that Bella actually likes her when in reality Bella is a fake. Bella always refused the bus because she said "It was not her place". I've always liked cassie better than bella, Diana, and Carlie anyway they both are mean and they think they can do no wrong. But I can't be better. I hanged out with them since forever.
But it was different back then. We actually were good friends including the twins but then middle school happened…
After a good 15 minutes, my ears started hurting so I took off my earbuds and started looking out the window. Another hour to go. If someone looked at me, they probably think I'm thinking of something really important but no.
I'm wondering what I should have for dinner. 'Hint', I have it almost every night but am still hopeful I can eat something else. PIzza.
I look outside and I see HIM.