As Ava Embrony Ackerman threw down her bag next to her, popping her earphones in her ears, she sighed loudly. She sniffled and searched through her pockets to find her cigarettes. "Damn lighter." He heard her softly whisper as a car passed by. He looked up from his phone to see her fumbling with her grey zipper, trying to light up her Camel cigarette. "Here." He said while he grabbing his own lighter from his left chest pocket. She smiled and silently gave it back to him after she lit the cigarette captured between her slightly pink lips. Fortunate for her, he could barely see her mascara running down her slightly puffed cheeks, due to the poor yellowish light of the bus shelter.
After some time bus 274 arrived. Unfortunately for him, the seat next to her was taken pretty fast by an old man in a grey sweater. His smile faltered as he walked past her, his leg brushing slightly against hers. He walked up to the back of the bus and sat down.
Later that night, as he walked home from his therapy session, he felt a slight buzz in his pocket. His Iphone's touchscreen lit up as he pulled it out. It read:
unknown number: "I know it was you."
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plottwist: she is actually going to murder him.
Okay I'm joking, sorry. Anyway, this was short. But you'll find out later on what's happened. xx
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Fanfikcein which a sad, lonely girl accidentally texts the wrong person while riding the bus to school © Iighter
