At The Bus Stop

It's around 7:30 AM and you're waiting at a nearby children's park a few blocks down from your house for the school bus. You have wireless earbuds in playing some peaceful music. You close your eyes as you stand there, breathe innnn~.....breathe ouuuuut~.....breathe in-

"Yo, ya meditating? You feeling stressed?"

A girl's voice speaks beside you as her arm wraps around your shoulders and gives you a side hug.

"What? Did Amelia beat you up again? Hah-!!!"

You look and inches apart from your face is Keiko. She has bright red hair that falls to her mid back, it's usually in a pony tail. She stands almost as tall as you with an athletic sun tanned body. She's a certified tomboy and also....your childhood friend. She's always been buddy buddy with you since you two were little.

Like many of the people you will meet later on in the day she's a new addition to your roster of people you know. She's great though, you like her a lot and that's in more ways than one. Keiko stands tall at an alarming 6 ft, almost rivaling you. She's also got good round C cup breasts, you remember her allowing you to feel her chest once some years ago after she lost a bet. That memory you could thankfully replay over and over again in your head with the utmost clarity.

Your memories are weird that way, you remember things of your new reality with precision....it would make sense. You figured this reality wasn't just spawned in out of no where, it was....constructed. Re....constructed. That's what those voices said before you woke up.

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"You're in for slugging if you keep on ignoring me. I got a meaner hook than Amelia." Keiko says before her arm around you lifts and grabs a tuff of your hair, pulling it upwards.

You react with an instinctual- "AH! What the fuck man!?" And Keiko laughs into the air letting you go.

"What do you want!?" You say fixing your hair.

"Heh, there we go. You awake now? Anyways- are you not running to school like usual?" Keiko says as you realize that she's wearing her school track suit.

"No, I'm good. I'm not in track anymore so there's no need for a morning run. I'll just take the bus." You say pointing to the bus sign with your thumb. Right as you do the bus rounds the corner behind you.

"Woah, right on time huh?" Keiko says amazed. "You should seriously rejoin the track team. At least consider it. You were like, the FASTEST you know? Why not this year man?" Keiko says throwing a playful jab against your side, it doesn't make contact.

"I had my reasons alright? I had my reasons. Now scurry off or you'll be late." You wave a hand at her and the bus pulls up beside you. It's significantly more silent than the buses in your other life and a lot more efficient too. In fact most vehicles are that way now. The future is bright as they say.

"Fine fine, talk to you later in class though. I need to copy your homework." She salutes you and quickly jogs off. You stare at her for a second as she does....she's quite precious despite having the nickname 'Krazy Keiko'.

You smirk at that thought and turn to enter the bus. Right before you do however Amelia, who you forgot was here with you all this time budged right in front and quickly gets on. Her short skirt flaps with the small gust of wind as if to taunt you. You had to stop in your tracks or you would've literally knocked her off her feet. From this angle she would've rolled under the bus or something. Gritting your teeth you follow behind, for now you bite your tongue.

Getting on the bus, it resumes it's route and begins to ride for the next stop. There isn't that many people on board at the moment. About half a dozen students here and there concentrated at the front. Amelia keeps walking and sits in the way back of the left row of seats, planting herself by the window and disappears behind the seat in front of her.

You just stare in her direction for a second. Honestly, if she insists on being such a little bitch about things then screw it. You're going to make her regret it. In the past you tolerated her because she was a new addition to the family and her attitude wasn't this toxic. But now you might just not care after all she's done.

You move with a slow walk past the first few open seats. Students you walk past glance up at you before going back to their conversations. You take slow steps like a killer's approaching their victim and you could hear your horror theme playing inside your head in the beat of your heart. Finally you get to the end of the bus in which you take out your earbuds and pocket them.

Sitting firmly in her seat Amelia looks over at you, glancing briefing before looking away ignoring your presence. You however are not so shy above your gaze. Her well kept uniform fits her perfectly giving off a prim, proper and adorable look to her.

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