Just Another Day

Jennifer or "Jenny" Holt awoke to her stereo alarm playing Viva La Vida as usual. She should change up her playlist once awhile, but then again, nah. Jenny "zombie ran" into her bathroom, showered, and lightly dusted her face with makeup. She's not a showy diva or a bed riding slut, just right in the middle.

Jenny dresses in her usual bullshit protection armor adding a hoodie to the mix because it was 54 degrees at 6am.

Walking to the bus stop, Jenny sees the usual bunch. Rebecca, the neat freak, sorting her portable file cabinet of a backpack. Devon listening to music through his ear buds, combing his short fro. Hannah always looks like she's asking for help while constantly looking over her shoulder. She slightly smelled like cigarette smoke, or it's probably just the bus stop. There was another man though who was new to the bunch. Catching her attention, Jenny started reaching out to say hello, but just as Jenny began to speak, the bus arrived.