Through the eyes of bus-girl
Its too cold in winter...Why do we still have to go to school?? At least I got a seat on the bus... This stop is pathetic. It's absolutely obselete; there are like three people who get on. Ever. And theres always some retard running for the bus. There he is, blue faded school bag, black folder, a milo popper which he throws at the bin but always misses. He changed his hair today. I thought he was dorky before, wonder how long he's been in Australia for...
Okay he better not sit next to me. Okay he just looked at me, I guess he's sitting next to me. He smells like shampoo and cheap deoderant. I'm still shivering, why do we have to wear stupid skirts in winter? I don't have any stockings... Geez if he wants to sit next to me at least sit closer and warm me up. He freaking sits on the edge about to fall off every time the bus hits a dead cat, must be like 10% of his ass making contact with the seat...
Does he want his music turned on any louder? The whole bus is shaking, I think his ears are starting to bleed, and there's something growing on his neck. Oh it's a surfie necklace, this guy reckons hes cool... I think this guys trying to crack onto me. Everytime I look out the window he takes a glance at me, what a pervert. Guys think you can't see them do it...
Oh now he wants to get something out of his bag. He's like hitting my legs and everything. I just wanna smack him in the head and tell him to stop moving around... I curl my legs away, hope he gets the message. He doesn't. What's that? A maths book. Studying on the bus, wat a nerd. What's his name?..."daily loves cock IN BED!". Right. And theres also "i am a gaycunt" written on the front...His friends must hate him...
Anyway, time to get off. Argh will he hurry up and leave instead of letting the whole bus go before him...
Why are these traffic lights so long? Oh look, hes walking the same way as me. He's staring at me. He's walking up next to me... I'll pretend I dont notice. He's gonna say something, he's gonna say something.... Okay where the hell is he going. What a moron. Pretends hes gonna say something and just walks off. I wonder what he was thinking.
Creative writing!!!1111
Or not. It's 3am. Exam in 6 hours. Sleep.
Okay he better not sit next to me. Okay he just looked at me, I guess he's sitting next to me. He smells like shampoo and cheap deoderant. I'm still shivering, why do we have to wear stupid skirts in winter? I don't have any stockings... Geez if he wants to sit next to me at least sit closer and warm me up. He freaking sits on the edge about to fall off every time the bus hits a dead cat, must be like 10% of his ass making contact with the seat...
Does he want his music turned on any louder? The whole bus is shaking, I think his ears are starting to bleed, and there's something growing on his neck. Oh it's a surfie necklace, this guy reckons hes cool... I think this guys trying to crack onto me. Everytime I look out the window he takes a glance at me, what a pervert. Guys think you can't see them do it...
Oh now he wants to get something out of his bag. He's like hitting my legs and everything. I just wanna smack him in the head and tell him to stop moving around... I curl my legs away, hope he gets the message. He doesn't. What's that? A maths book. Studying on the bus, wat a nerd. What's his name?..."daily loves cock IN BED!". Right. And theres also "i am a gaycunt" written on the front...His friends must hate him...
Anyway, time to get off. Argh will he hurry up and leave instead of letting the whole bus go before him...
Why are these traffic lights so long? Oh look, hes walking the same way as me. He's staring at me. He's walking up next to me... I'll pretend I dont notice. He's gonna say something, he's gonna say something.... Okay where the hell is he going. What a moron. Pretends hes gonna say something and just walks off. I wonder what he was thinking.
Creative writing!!!1111
Or not. It's 3am. Exam in 6 hours. Sleep.