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Chapter 2 (v.1) - The School Bus that irritatingly Dances

Submitted: April 12, 2012

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The sun from the window stings her eyes forcing them to open, and the annoying alarm hurts her eardrum, which channels a message to her arm that says “Smash that Thing Please!”

“Ugh! I hate that alarm” said Melody as she forcefully removed her body from the bed, and heads to the bathroom, brushing her pretty white teeth with her pink red toothbrush, and combing her untidy silky red hair with her purple glitter comb. After tidying her bed, and dressing up in a formal yet colorful outfit, and packing her stuff, Melody exits her room, with a hopeful expression on her face, she passes a locked room slowly, until suddenly the door swifts open, and a 9 year old boy appears wearing a goblin mask with red light blinking eyes, and roars a rather annoying roar, causing Melody to receive goose bumps around her spine and let out a quiet but strong gasp, as she turns to face the demon headed child with rage.

“Sammy!” she roars, “When are you going to stop doing that?!”

“Ha! I got you again didn’t I?!” said the demon headed boy after a lousy giggle.

“Take that ugly thing off your face now!” Melody’s angry order reaches Sammy as he unmasks his cuddly baby face, roaring at Melody with razor sharp fangs in his teeth and brightening his big blue eyes.

“Nice try dweeb” said Melody confidently, “But I won’t fall for it again”

“You just did” said Sammy as he removes the fake fangs from his mouth.

“No I didn’t”

“Yes you did”

“No I didn’t!”

“She did, didn’t she?” Sammy runs back into his untidy room with more giggles, as Melody sighs out of grief, and walks away.

 

As she approaches the dining room, Melody can smell the smooth and scrumptious odor of baked eggs with butter, burned toast, melted cheese, and tea and coffee.

“Ah! Good morning dear” Aunt Maggie greets Melody with a delightful smile as she sprinted towards the dining room carrying two plates of bread.

“Good morning Auntie” Melody greets her back as she takes her seat.

“So, are you all set for your first day at high school?”

“Well…yes and no” Melody’s answer sounded quite down to Aunt Maggie, who has easily seen it with her ears.

“You’re nervous aren’t you?” she asked calmly.

“Well…” began Melody, “You might say that, it’s just that I kept hearing rumors that problems always attack high school students, most of them are easy to handle, and most of them are quite deadly, and…well I don’t know how to explain the rest exactly…”

“I understand sweety, you’re worried about relationships aren’t you?” Melody tried to avoid reacting to the question, but Aunt Maggie’s realization tells her she has failed miserably.

“Listen, the first day always goes unbalanced or not exactly the way you want it, the first time never prevails, but if you’re patient enough to carry on, and keep believing that everything will be fine, then it will all turn out well” Aunt Maggie kisses Melody on the cheek, which was warm enough to fade Melody’s fear and doubt into hope and happiness, as she smiles to Aunt Maggie as a compliment. Melody takes a slice of baked egg, spreads it on the toasted bread and crunches it carefully, chewing the pieces second by second; just as she takes a sip from her glass of fresh orange juice, the back door slowly opens and Uncle David comes in carrying a pair of small blue boxes with strange labels.

“I slightly remember having 3 last week” he said as he fervently landed the boxes on a nearby table.

“You have all the time you need to check dear” said Aunt Maggie as she filled a plate with eggs and cheese; Uncle David takes his seat quickly, and starts to eat.

“Nice to see you too uncle” said Melody sarcastically.

“And you too Mels” replied Uncle David happily, “So, getting prepared for school now right?” before Melody would answer, she studies Aunt Maggie for a second, who gives her a nod, and after nodding her back, she lets out a strong and confident “Yes”.

“That’s the spirit” praises Uncle David, as he takes a sip from his cup of tea, Sammy jumps out of the corridor, and runs into the dinning room.

“Uncle David” he calls out as he throws himself to Uncle David.

“Hey sport” he calls him back as the two perform a soft wrestle, which leads Aunt Maggie and Melody into a type of discomfort. Sammy runs off and takes his seat beside Melody.

“Come over here Skittles” said Sammy.

“Oh please!” roared Melody, “When are you going to stop doing that?!”

“Your face will stay like this forever” Melody grunts loud from Sammy’s last statement, and bites on her toast to ease the rage.

“Sweetheart calm down” said Aunt Maggie

“Aunt Maggie, ever since he came here, he’s been playing that…imaginary friend business, it’s so annoying!”

“I don’t see why it is a bother, and besides, we all had imaginary friends when we were young” Sammy lets out a picking sound, which forces Melody to view him, putting her on the result of staring at his red pink tongue, and feeling regretted and disgusted.

“Ah, the bus is almost there” she said after reviewing her watch, as she quickly leaves her seat, takes her bag, and runs towards the primary door.

“See you later” Melody leaves the house, and stands on the tip point of the safe side, and waits patiently for the bus.

“Hey Mel” a voice enters Melody’s ears, who turns to her left, to find Anna her next-door neighbor happily running towards her.

“Anna” she calls her back, as the two take each other into a strong hug.

“OMG this is so gonna be exciting” said Anna happily, “I can’t wait to make more friends, more relationships, more like, everything!” she jumps up and down like a little girl and lets out a slight screech, which forces a simple sarcastic giggle on Melody.

“Wow! Are you prepared!”

“I see you’re well prepared too, but are you prepared for the big thing?” Melody wondered what Anna meant by the “big thing”, but by examining her sight, she let’s out a loud “OH!” and laughs.

“Ah-Hah! I knew it!” roared Anna happily, “You’re a bad girl!”

“Don’t start” breathed Melody, “Sometimes I find you being so funny”

“Don’t try to run away from the subject, so who is he?”

“What?!”

“I know there’s someone in your mind! Who?”

“I have nothing in my mind right now, but high school, agonized studying, and its social life, besides how can my mind have anything about this since it’s the first day?” Anna makes a funny pause, followed by a frustrated look.

“I could’ve sworn there was something” she said sadly.

“I recommend you find something better” said Melody, after a minute of silence, a rumbling sound enters the neighborhood, and a big red and white bus emerges from the U-turn, where as it drove forward, it appeared to be physically dancing, which lead Melody and Anna to a moment of confusion.

The bus drove until it had reached the girls’ spot, and just as the doors swing open in opposite directions, a strong wave of claps and screams and singing attacks the area. Anna smiles, and Melody stares; the bus driver studies them for a bit, and moves his lips as if he was saying something but in a mute, Melody repeatedly says “What” over and over every time the driver moves his lips, but after a fifth “What”, the driver leaves his seat, and exits the bus.

“GET-IN!” he roars angrily at Melody, who apologizes with a quiet “Oh”, which forces Anna to giggle.

Anna and Melody enter the bus, and find a wide range of 16-18 year old students, either singing different songs, or making loud jokes, or noisy arguments, or physical activities; the duo walk slowly through the bus trying to find seats, it felt to them like they were walking through a path full of lions eating each other up. Melody finds one seat, with the other taken by a soft colored elegant African girl.

“Hey Anna” called Melody, “There’s only one seat here, I think you should-” but when she turns to face Anna believing she was right behind her, she spots her with a group of male and female friends, screaming and jumping up and down their seats, with Anna mimicking them crazily.

Melody stares at her in surprise, unbelieving that Anna was able to mingle with the gang so quickly, while she still had the presence of a total stranger; with no doubt, she takes her seat next to the African girl, and waits patiently. As time passed, Melody felt nothing but the bus dancing right and left, and her ear drums about to explode from the in-door party; she forces her hands on her ears trying to ease the noisy pain, but all she did was burn her ears even further, and frustration began to attack her spirit.

“It gets worse sometime” said the African girl loudly.

“Worse than this?!” said Melody angrily.

“Trust me”

“How come you’re not doing anything?”

“I’m more of an…independent person when it comes to taking a school bus” Melody feels grateful to a certain luck, that may have told her to take her seat next to this girl, who self proclaims herself an independent person.

“I’m Patricia” introduces the girl herself with a handshake.

“Hi” greeted Melody, “I’m Melody”

“First day huh?” asked Patricia loudly.

“Yeah you can say that” Melody tries to comfort herself by picking up her Blackberry, and BBM-ing her past friends, then later she surfs her Facebook profile, then tries watching videos on Youtube, but the sound, and the physical dance, irritates her second by second, and for a minute, she tries to find something out the window that might interest her, but all she finds is a late 40s man jogging on the side walk without a timer, a woman walking the streets angrily while babbling hard, as if she was criticizing someone via a headphone, and a crossing guard talking to himself while leading; and after a very loud scream from Anna, Melody swifts her hands on her ears, and squeals hard.

“WHEN WILL WE GET THERE?!” she asks pleadingly as Patricia calms her down.

“Easy, we’re almost there” she comforts her loudly. Melody found the school bus very irritating that it feels like living in hell, and says to herself that next time, she brings her I-Pod with her.

5 minutes later, the bus finally enters the school gates, and parks next to the primary doors, as the doors swifts open, and the students run down the door like a stampede. Melody tries to get up but every time she tries, she is pushed back to her seat. The stampede continued until the bus was fully emptied, leaving Melody and Patricia the only ones left inside.

“If the bus is like that in high school” Melody asks, “I wonder how the class will be like?”

“Don’t worry” answered Patricia, “The classes are way less irritating than the bus”

“I hope so” gulped Melody as she and Patricia leave the bus, and enter the school doors, preparing for what comes next.

“Oh buoy”


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