The alarm went off at five and I yawned and sat up, trying to recall if last night was a dream. I touched my head and found a bump, so I smiled and flashed to the kitchen to have an apple. I decided against my walk this morning and flopped down to turn on Nick at Nite. Rosanne was on and I stretched out across the couch. About an hour later, Phoebe made an appearance and shuffled lazily into the kitchen. I heard her pour a bowl of cereal and she joined me on the couch.
"Hello!" I said brightly.
She glared at me and mumbled a 'good morning.' I had promised that kid I wouldn't say anything about him, and I then realized we didn't know each other's names. Oh well. Time crept along until I was on the bus again, Demi glaring at me. She reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of mustard. My eyes widened. She grinned and stood. The bus driver was too busy screaming at the crossing guard to see her, and she started to walk towards me. I stood warily.
"What are you going to do with that? Eat it lard ass?" I said coolly.
She growled, as did I. I must say, mine was much more threatening; being it's kind of a second nature to me. She glared at me and opened the squirt cap slowly. I felt my face turn red as her hands quickly tightened over the sides. I closed one eye and with the other watched a stream of thick yellow liquid fly onto my shirt. She looked at it, shocked that she actually did it, and I took this opportunity to lunge at her, pounding my fist into her gut. She gasped and fell to the ground. I felt my breathing quicken and a clamped smile make its way across my face. That felt good. I thought to myself. The bus driver looked back and saw me standing over Demi, who was coughing. I smiled at him and he pulled over. He stormed back and grabbed my arm, dragging me off the bus.
"Hello!" I said brightly.
She glared at me and mumbled a 'good morning.' I had promised that kid I wouldn't say anything about him, and I then realized we didn't know each other's names. Oh well. Time crept along until I was on the bus again, Demi glaring at me. She reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of mustard. My eyes widened. She grinned and stood. The bus driver was too busy screaming at the crossing guard to see her, and she started to walk towards me. I stood warily."What are you going to do with that? Eat it lard ass?" I said coolly.
She growled, as did I. I must say, mine was much more threatening; being it's kind of a second nature to me. She glared at me and opened the squirt cap slowly. I felt my face turn red as her hands quickly tightened over the sides. I closed one eye and with the other watched a stream of thick yellow liquid fly onto my shirt. She looked at it, shocked that she actually did it, and I took this opportunity to lunge at her, pounding my fist into her gut. She gasped and fell to the ground. I felt my breathing quicken and a clamped smile make its way across my face. That felt good. I thought to myself. The bus driver looked back and saw me standing over Demi, who was coughing. I smiled at him and he pulled over. He stormed back and grabbed my arm, dragging me off the bus.
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