The school bus.
This is absolutely dreadful to me.
Having to pick and know the right spot to sit for various reasons of course, the bullying mostly. That's why I always try and choose a seat near the front of the bus, I sit by myself on the bus but at least I have the bus drivers company... Well most of the time.
"Good morning" I mumbled to Ms. Sue as I got on the bus but it seemed as if she never heard me because she ignored me completely but I'm used to it, it's once in a blue moon that she actually responds back.
After being completely yet rudely ignored I focused my attention back to the bus seats trying to find a good seat to sit in for the rest of the school year but I had to make this decision fast. I tried to avoid looking at anyone but suddenly became very nervous with the amount of people starring at me.
Everyone thinks just because I'm looking down at the floor of the bus means I can't see them starring at me, though it isn't a large amount, it was good enough for me to get nervous, so I tried to sit down as fast as I can.
It was enough attention for me to pass out and I probably would've if I didn't keep my eyes on the bus floor and made eye contact with anyone. I hate my anxiety and I often wonder what it's like for people who don't have it, life must be so much different for them.
The bus ride let alone was absolutely dreadful and lonely.
I hate this.
~
Sorry for such a short chapter, just a very small filler.
Don't forget to vote or comment! I'd love to hear everyone's thoughts.
keep smiling❤️❤️
-S.S
YOU ARE READING
Babysitting the Boy I Hate
Teen FictionMeet Renea Williams, she isn't your average teenager, unlike most girls that love to party and flirt with boys, she prefers to stay at home and read. She's basically invisible to the whole school, people don't know her but they know of her. She get...
