8 years old
Nathan Ackerman stood at the curb of his street, waiting for the bus. His mom stood next to him.
The bus stopped in front of them.
"Have a good day at school honey!"
"I will momm- I mean mom."
Again he walked up the steps of the bus he had walked for a quite a few years now. He said good morning.
He walked up to his usual seat.
"Move your book bag Lilian."
She scowled and didn't move it.
"No."
"Move it or I'm not gunna be your friend anymore." He crossed his arms.
Lilian scrunched her nose and moved her book bag.
Nathan flashed his infamous toothy grin and took a seat.
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The Girl on the Bus ✔️
Short Story"Is this seat taken?" "Yes, someone is sitting there." "Who?" "Not you." • At the golden age of five, Nathan Ackerman had developed a charming and patient personality. At the golden age of five, Lilian Burk had developed a sassy and caring personali...
