~• Bus 45 •~ (Septiplier)

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Jacks POV

     I was in my last class and I was so done with this fucking school! As soon as the bell rang, I bolted out of the door. I got to my locker and unlocked my locker. I grabbed my book bag and closed my locker. I walked out of the school doors and climbed on bus 45.
     My bus driver is a real douchebag. He always yells at me for dumb shit. I always sit by myself, because I hate everyone at my stupid school. Except him. Mark fischbach. He was by far the most hottest boy in this school. Whenever he talked to me I would just drown in his words and my heart would melt.
     I knew he was straight, so I knew I would never be with him. Only in my wildest dreams. I sat down at about the middle of the bus. Because I thought if I sat at the back, I would look real edgy.
     The bus started to move and I just honestly wanted to go home. Our bus stopped at a stop sign and I look over to see bus 67. Marks bus. I could see him in the window, he had his earbuds in, listening to music. He looked over, and I immediately looked away. I glanced back and he was looking at me.

Marks POV

I looked over to see Sean, we are good friends and he's kinda cute. I'm straight but I would totally date him. Or maybe I was Bi? I don't know. I couldn't tell the football team that because I knew that 1. They would make fun of me and 2. I would probably be kicked off the team. I saw him blushing. And I also felt my cheeks get warm. I put my fingers up, trying to make a hashtag to signal him to give me his number. He understood and put up how many fingers for each number.
     I texted him.
Mark: Hey
Jack: Hey.
Mark: how was school?
Jack: Terrible😫
Jack: hbu
Mark: eh. It was ok I guess.
Mark: Why was it so bad for you?
Jack: People just annoyed me today.
Mark: awh. Tell me who so I can beat their asses lol
Jack: It doesn't matter. It's not like you'll care anyway..
Mark: What do you mean?
Jack: idk.. I'll see you tomorrow..
Mark: ok.. see ya
Jack: see ya.

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