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The Bus homeI swiped my oyster card against the pad. A single green light glowed and the soft beep went off from the machine. I walked slowly down the dimly lit bus, people looking ahead further than the bus could take them. I searched for any vacant seats, no luck. I started to ascend the steep steps as the bus grunted to live and trudged on with its course. I sighed there was only one seat available and I could see why it had been left vacant, a young blonde lay sleeping, her head against the window either people felt intimated by her looks or they didn’t want to wake her. I sat down next to her carefully trying not to wake her.The Bus home
by ~Ajaskar
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All the SameAs she entered her room, there was a boy sat on the end of her bed. She stared but was not all together surprised. "Who are you?" she asked, slightly dazed. The boy scowled, crossing his arms. "You're all the same. First question you ask is always the most useless." "What are you, then?" she stared at him. "Second most useless question." he sighed. "Why are you here?" "Ah, now there you have an interesting one." the boy unfolded his arms, brushing the hair from his eyes.All the Same
There was a moment's pause.
"You can't undo it, you know." he said casually.
"Undo what?" she breathed. "
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