drowning.

six.

ahh mondays.
always my favorite!!
can you sense the sarcasm in my voice?
mondays actually make me want to die.

i get on my bus, first seat like always.
im not "cool enough" to sit in back.
i was expecting to sit alone like i always did.
today was different.

someone sat down next to me.
it was the boy from the bathroom.
i didnt think anything of it, we had a crowded bus.
but then, he talked to me.

isnt it kind of obvious that since i choose to sit up front and be alone,
(i could easily sit in the back and get at least 12 of those people suspended for "bullying me")
i actually want to be alone?

"hey" he said.

"hi?" i say back.

"how are you?"

"why should you care?"

"who said i cared? its how you start conversation."

"so you're going to tell me you dont care and still expect me to have "conversation" ? yeah, no thanks."

"i never said i didnt care. i do care. why are you so quick to assume things?"

the bus stopped. we were at school. i have to admit, i felt a little bad for jumping on him when all he did was ask a simple question.

before i could even open my mouth to apoligize, he was off the bus.

i was left sitting there wondering why he had been the first person to be even a little nice to me.
and i pushed them away like the bitch i am.