Melo was back from hockey practice around the end of 7th period. Walking along the curb outside the school getting on his bus to go home. He walks down the aisle to the back where his assigned seat was, then notices a person sitting in it. You. Melo looks back at the bus driver whom was busy talking with some kids at the front. With a swift movement he turns back to the seat and reluctantly sat down next to you, trapping you by the window. He mumbles to himself “Just what my Friday needed.”
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