“Where the hell are you?”
“On my way back,” I replied
“Well, at least your safe” dad said with a sigh of relief,
“Bye, then”
As the phone went back in my pocket, I turned to find another soul in the bus stop with me. A feeling of guilt passed through my body, I could not believe I had lied to my own father. The man next to me reminded me of my dad, tall, bald, and skinny too! The difference was that my dad wouldn’t be caught dead in Adidas trainers, yet every move he made was just like my dad.
As I rocked forwards and backwards I dropped my bus fare, as I bent down to pick it up I noticed that the snow had stopped to reveal the bright moon reflecting in the puddle. As the branch taps the roof of the shelter, the sound of voices from down the road got louder, and then disappeared again.
Tap, tap, tap, “hello” as I turned the male besides me says. I look around to find that it is my uncle stood besides me. My family fell out with him after he divorced my aunt. Uncle Stanley wasn’t a big fan of me either, so I smiled and turned away.
The snow was falling again and the breeze became stronger. I felt like an icicle, like my feet were frozen to the floor. My breath looked like a cloud and I was sure I was turning blue. As I turn to see if the bus is coming yet I saw about 20 scalls, shouting and smoking. I couldn’t believe how stupid people could get, they may as well have a neon sign above their heads saying ‘suicide kids,’ but then again they are scary gangs of teenagers. Personally I wouldn’t want to be caught dead on a dark night with them. Oh wait I was!
As they neared I started to feel tenser, I didn’t know whether they’d mug me, or maybe just walk by. I couldn’t feel my fingers anymore and I was so worried about what will happen over the next few moments. As the shouting got louder, they turned the corner I hear……
“Zoë’s a minger”
Oh great I knew them.
“Zoë’s a dumb Mosher”
“Zoë’s a sweaty Mosher” they say.
“Oh leave her alone she’s done nothing wrong now go away” said a manly voice from behind me.
The strange voice from behind me told them other wise, as I turned to see my uncle smiling at me and I looked away to see the bus at last! As the bus got closer I sighed with relief!
The bus enclosed on the stop but it hasn’t slowed down. I have my hand out to wave but he is still ignoring me and driving on, as the bus neared it got faster. As the bus drove past I wondered what would happen next just me and the uncle we didn’t want !!!