Getting to Know Her

They seldom conversed. They often smiled at each other. Every evening, he would wait at the bus stop, standing roughly five feet away from her. Today was different because it was sunny and warm. She wore a pretty dress instead of her usual dirty blue jeans, and his clothes were new. Today, they stood just two feet apart. As the bus pulled up, a self centered teenager dumped his Coke on the dress. He jumped ahead to help the frowning girl. At least they knew each other’s names by the end of the bus ride.

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