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She.
She watched the sun set. Then saw it rise again. Then set. Then rise. Then set. She finally manadged to close her eyes and rest. But all too soon, the sun rose again.
She picked up her belongings and trudged out of her cave. Though she was adopted, the only person she relied on was herself. The sun rose higher as she solemnly walked to the bus stop. A legal minor, she had to obey the law. More students arrived, still rubbing sleep from their eyes, listening to their MP3 players at this early hour.
The dull yellow bus rolled to the stop with a screech and all the kids got on, not a single word said between any of them. The doors slammed behind her, last on the bus. She took a seat near the front, just behind the driver with a stone-set face. He rolled the bus along, literally bouncing the kids to school.
She stared at the books she had in hand, all her homework looked over and done twice out of sheer boredom while lying in the sun outside her cave.
At the local public high school the bus barely stopped to let them off before it was rolling along again. She stepped inside, taking in the damp smell of dusty books mixed with freshly waxed floors.
She sat down on one of the chairs inside the cafeteria, hoping to get a chance to draw before the bell rang for first period class.
Another girl came and sat next to her, glancing at her drawing every few minutes. Do you like drawing? she asked.
She nodded her head yes, keeping the allusion that her school thought she was mute.
Would you like to see mine? She started taking out her own sketchbook out of her bag.
She nodded, stopping her drawing, and opened the book. On the first page, a note dropped out. She flipped it over, reading what it said, Will you be my girlfriend?
"Yes."
Prose © Myself.
She.
She watched the sun set. Then saw it rise again. Then set. Then rise. Then set. She finally manadged to close her eyes and rest. But all too soon, the sun rose again.
She picked up her belongings and trudged out of her cave. Though she was adopted, the only person she relied on was herself. The sun rose higher as she solemnly walked to the bus stop. A legal minor, she had to obey the law. More students arrived, still rubbing sleep from their eyes, listening to their MP3 players at this early hour.
The dull yellow bus rolled to the stop with a screech and all the kids got on, not a single word said between any of them. The doors slammed behind her, last on the bus. She took a seat near the front, just behind the driver with a stone-set face. He rolled the bus along, literally bouncing the kids to school.
She stared at the books she had in hand, all her homework looked over and done twice out of sheer boredom while lying in the sun outside her cave.
At the local public high school the bus barely stopped to let them off before it was rolling along again. She stepped inside, taking in the damp smell of dusty books mixed with freshly waxed floors.
She sat down on one of the chairs inside the cafeteria, hoping to get a chance to draw before the bell rang for first period class.
Another girl came and sat next to her, glancing at her drawing every few minutes. Do you like drawing? she asked.
She nodded her head yes, keeping the allusion that her school thought she was mute.
Would you like to see mine? She started taking out her own sketchbook out of her bag.
She nodded, stopping her drawing, and opened the book. On the first page, a note dropped out. She flipped it over, reading what it said, Will you be my girlfriend?
"Yes."
Prose © Myself.
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