I sigh as I get up from the bed, my back aching terribly enough for me to think I was as old as an full grown man . My vision blurred, that normally happens if I sleep too rough . I crack my back with A loud Snap, Crackle, and Pop . I do my 'Daily Morning Routine', like brushing teeth, getting on clothes and whatnot, that's what I call it anyways . When I opened my door a fresh smell of bacon and eggs teased my nose, I came downstairs to find my mom cooking, she's a nice woman, really . Even if she does get on my nerves once or twice, that's what all mothers do . Even if now, my life seems happy . It's not . Trust me . .
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My mom kissed my cheek and told me Good Morning, I did a fake smiled and secretly wiped it off behind her back . She gives me Bacon, Eggs, And a biscuit . I dug in, my mom is a good cook . Or that's just my opinion because I'm such a fat ass, I chuckle to myself . I check my phone and noticed I was almost late for the bus, I stuff my mouth with the last bit of food and grabbed my book bag . Running out the house, quickly running to the bus just in time .

I told the bus driver Good Morning, he's a nice friend . I'm always the first to be picked up by the bus, so I get quiet time before people clog my personal space and interrupt me minding my own . I close my eyes before . . . . NOPE! Or not . . The noisiest boys are picked up second, besides one person who always looks at me weird, well . Not weird, but just looks . He's a good-looking person, to me . Even if he was skinny, I never really liked muscular, over-confident men who makes the girls fight over him .

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He smiled as he walked past, I gave a small smile back . He wore a Purple shirt and jeans with golden bandage wrap that went from his forearm that stopped at his wrists . I thought he looked nice in it . He sat in the back of the bus, he's one of those "Quiet, Small, And Nerdy" kids, I don't mind them like other people do . I look back and two people Is already bullying him for being a bit small, I huff and stood . Walking over to the Bus driver and whispered something to him, the next thing you know it the bus starts going full speed, thank goodness the streets were empty . The two men bullying the Boy almost flew forward, the bus driver came to a hard stop at an stop sign on purpose . I try my hardest not to laugh when the shaken-up bullies hobble to their seats . I quickly went back to mines, I peeked an glance at the Boy who got bullied and he was giggling . I mumbled, "Good deed of the day checked off my bucket list . "

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