Bus

Vanessa went to the bus stop in front of her home. She hoped the bus would be relatively empty on such a warm day. The bus arrived and she entered it through the middle doors. She was disappointed to see that all of the seats were already taken, so she joined the passengers standing in the middle section. Vanessa had to raise her arm to take hold of the leather strap on the bus ceiling, which made her right breast stand on attention.

"It's only a couple of stops, bear with it, Vanessa", she told herself. It didn't help that the air conditioning was either non existent or broken. Vanessa sweated, and her t-shirt clung onto her skin badly.

At each stop, more people, most wearing business clothes, poured into the bus. Vanessa had to give room and finally was crammed in a small space next to the window. She tried to face away from the crowd and to the window so that she didn't get brushed against strangers.

"How on Earth am I supposed to get off at my stop", Vanessa wondered as more people entered the bus and pressed her against the glass. Vanessa wasn't even sure when the school bus stop would come up. It was too crowded for her to see the display inside the bus and she wasn't sure she would recognize the area before the bus stop. She usually drove, so she had rarely had to use the bus.

Vanessa only recognized her stop when it was too late. The bus was already halted on the stop and she was helplessly pressed against the window. She faintly heard someone shout "Vanessa!" from outside the bus. She saw the student who recognized her and everyone around him turn to look at her. They were not looking at her face, they were looking below it.