Every day it was the same routine. Take the Blue line to the end then transfer to the Green and finally get off three stops later. Every day it was the same people doing the same thing; mother's taking their children to daycare, businessmen on their way to work. They got off at the same stops never taking the time to speak to anyone.
A blonde woman sat alone a book in her hand. She wore a dark gray pant suit with a red silk shirt. Her shoulder length sand colored hair was pulled into a low ponytail and her face held a focused expression.
The train came to a stop and she finally broke her concentration from the book. It wasn't time to get off just yet. Before she had the chance to continue reading a sleeping figure caught her attention, she hadn't seen him on the train before. His head was down causing a spikey ponytail to point towards her. She attempted to hold back an amused chuckle.
The sound must have woken him because he looked up and caught her staring. The right side of his mouth curled into a smirk. His legs had had previously been stretched into the aisle were now pulled close to the bench. He scooted back in the seat, his arms still crossed over his olive green button-up. The woman smirked back towards him closing the book in her hands. They continued staring at each other for a few minutes before the train stopped again. She broke eye contact realizing this was her stop. She gathered her things quickly before giving the man a quick wink and getting off the train.
"Well isn't she something," he muttered under his breath. Maybe this new job would be worth all this time on the trains. He sighed and stretched out again putting his arms behind his head. I wonder if she rides the train everyday, he thought remembering her smirk. He wasn't the type to initiate interactions, he was much more laid back than that. He wondered if she would be the one to speak first, and he kind of hoped that she would, if he had to it would be troublesome. The train lurched to a halt, jolting him from his thoughts. The man looked up, it was his stop. He would be on the train again tomorrow and he wished she would be too.