Shawmila Imagines {Rewriting}

Wrong Bus Stop

Camila's POV:

My heart is racing fast as I run towards the bus. Hair lying behind, my small backpack hitting my back, stuff jumping in it.

Oh my God! I am in New York!

People are rushing around but no one like me.
Tripping over an air I'm praying I'll get to it before it's leave.

I can't be late for my 1st day of college!

And I'm the last who got in! I paid ticket to the middle age driver.
Exhaling deeply I felt relief leaving my body as I looked over the bus.
No empty seat.

On the left side sat two grandmas, talking something about young youth,  deeper down, one cute couple holding hands.
Here on right sat one tall, amazing looking boy with earphones in, his look gazed on phone.

He looks gorgeous.

I think I'm staring way too much, he felt it.
His eyes moved to mine.
He smiled.

"Hey, want to sit down?" His voice is rough, and yes, next to him is empty seat but black must be guitar case is on it.

I smiled back saying "no, it's okey, thanks"

"Please" he took one earphone out, moving his hair away from forehead.
I shocked my head "seriously, I'm okey"

He smiled showing me look.

I looked away through the window.

Oh my God! I am going on Julliard I can't fucking believe!

My smile grew larger as I was just imagining things what might happen.
Wow !

In one moment my body jerked forward roughly and driver honked and cursed hard.

All luck I was holding onto the railing.

The boy chuckled softly what costed my attention
"You should sit down" I blushed my cheeks becoming lightly red. I nodded my head.

He was sitting next to the window,
"Just take that besides you"

"Okey, thank you" I moved it away and sat down next to him, guitar case was now on the floor next to me.

I looked at him, our eyes locked.
"Driver is insane" I slowly laughed, he nodded "insane driver is my neighbor" my mouth shaped the 'O' as he just chuckled.

"I'm Shawn by the way" he held his hand out "Camila" with blushy cheeks I took it.

"Beautiful name for beautiful lady"

"Ha ha don't lie"

"I'm not"

Without big need I looked down in my hand what held ticket, and my eyes grew larger as I read.
I threw my head behind, closing my eyes.
Wanting to cry.

"What happened?" His soft voice asked.

"Nothing just -" I waved with ticket "I took the wrong way ticket" my eyes started to water and from feeling embarrassed I looked away.

I am going to be late for my dream college?!!! It's signing day!!!

"I'm going to be late for college" my voice showed fear, panic and sadness.
"Oh" was all he said

"It's Julliard! I can't be late for that!!" I put my head in my hands wanting to cry. God.

"It's your lucky day today, Camila" I stayed the same
"How do you call this lucky"