Emery's pov •I was getting on the bus ready to go to work again...I literally hated my job I was only working there to get by until I had finished in college.in five years. Yeah FIVE YEARS sucks for me,but I've always looked forward to the mornings because that was the only time I saw him.
I get on the bus and I go to my normal seat. I plugged in my headphones and started listening to some music. He was always on the bus before and after me it's like he never left. But I guess he has to go home like a normal person. Judging by his clothes he's not poor he's got money. I look down at my shirt I've worn everyday to work I don't really buy new clothes because what's the point no one pays attention to me anyway....well that's what I thought.
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•inner demon•
FantasyYou finally build up the courage to talk to the cute boy on the bus you say "Hey I think your really cute and maybe we could-" "You shouldn't be able to see me" "Wait what-" "Umm lady who are you talking to" "The woman next to me asks"
