Chapter 2
"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?," Morgan gasped as attempted to pick me up off of the white, tile floor.
Suddenly, the pain stopped and I could breathe again.
Struggling to lift my knees of of the cold ground, I barely managed to speak, " I'm fine, fine... I'm okay."
" What just happened to you," the stupid, yet helpful, girl asked me.
Tens of thousands of witty comments sprung to my mind. I mean, Morgan is so dumb! How could see possibly ask " What happened to you?" without using the context clues that I just fell down. But honestly, how could somebody who I've hurt so much for revenge care about me? I can't take the shame. The bus is waiting. I don't care whether I get on that first bus or not. I just need to go.
" I'm fine. Gotta go!"
I open the doors wide, with excitement to get out arise. The bus sat on the curb right in front of me with a tall, overweight man standing by it, which I assumed it was the bus driver.
" Good job, my friend," he said in his extremely thick Spanish accent," You're the last one to come into the first bus.
Great. Maybe I do care a little.
I awkwardly walked to the back of the bus, just to see all the kids on the bus are people I don't know, or people I hate, like Morgan's little brother, who gave me a glare as I walked past him.
The bus driver cleared his throat and exclaimed to the bus," Okay kids, this drive will take two hours and twelve minutes, if the traffic's good".
Groans filled the bus. I absolutely hate long waiting! At least I have some science homework in my backpack... no! I left my backpack in the science room!
" Excuse me? Can we please stop. I forgot my backpack.", I politely asked.
" No can do," he explained," We've already left the campus. I can't drive back,".
Stop worrying about your precious stuff, idiot!," sme kid in front of me bothered me.
Can't he just mind his own business? I can't believe I have to wait two hours for a boring museum!
The girl sitting next to the kind in front of me screamed, " Ricky's gone! He disapeared!".
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