The Boy From The Bus - Chapter 1

"Rory! I'm leaving!" I shouted, slinging my rucksack over my shoulder. My elder brother looked after me and liked to be in authority and possess the knowledge of where I am every second of every day.
"Bye smelly!" He said, shoving my head under his arm and grabbing me by the neck.
On that note, I elbowed him in the chest, which I knew wouldn't hurt him, and ran for the bus, which was just pulling away from the road.

I was listening to my ipod on the bus as usual. It took my mind off facing my math teacher after Rory ate my homework. Suddenly, I felt a soft brush on my shoulder. I looked up to see a tall dark and handsome stereotypical boy, he looked older than me, but not by far. He had curly black hair and really brown eyes. I took my earphones out.

"Mind if I sit here?" He said with a smirk. I looked around the bus- no free seats.
I sighed. "guess you'll have to."

I was silent for the majority of the remaining bus journey. The dark-haired boy kept trying to make conversation, but it didn't quite work out for him.
"Nice weather we're having..."
"Um, It's Raining."
"So where are you from?"
"Here."
"Oh."

The bus pulled up to my school and I hopped off, after thanking the driver. I smiled at some of my classmates as I walked to my locker. I submitted my combination, and opened my locker door.

SMASH!

I looked on the floor to see a long pair of legs lying still. I slammed my locker shut and fell to the floor.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry are you o..."
I looked at him. He looked at me.
"...Are you stalking me?!" I yelled at the curly haired boy. He looked at me in agitation and walked away, rubbing his head.