Bus Stop by JT and MF
C1
Adam sat on the kitchen counter drinking tea, his long fingers had a tight grip on the small cup, and his knuckles were practically going white. He has been under a lot of stress, since it's his last year at Rose Academy of Medicine, and here he was sitting on the counter drinking coffee waiting for one of his roommate, Lumiere, to find his stethoscopes and blood pressure machine. He had 2 clinical practical to do and he was running 10 minutes late for the bus.
"Lumiere, what the hell is taking so long?" Adam yelled upstairs, he was growing very impatient and very annoyed with his roommate. I swear if he did something messed up with my equipment, so help me God I'll…
"Here you go, dude," Lumiere says, walking leisurely down the stairs. "No need to get your panties in a twist."
"What the hell, man? You know I have practicals today," Adam says, quickly taking his equipment from his friend. "Is it even sanitized?"
"Don't worry. I cleaned it up after… you know," he says, grinning and winking. Adam hears a girlish giggle from upstairs, and no, he doesn't even want to know. "You'll do fine today, bro. You're a total beast when it comes to this medical crap."
I smile at him, forgetting my anger. "Thanks."
Running late for the bus, he quickly gathered his things from the kitchen counter, causing the cup he was drinking from to fall to the ground covering the ground with French vanilla tea. He stopped what he was doing immediately, and quickly gathered the chipped cup in his hands and delicately touched the broken area. He remembers his childhood and going to his grandmother house on the weekends. Her house smelled like creamy French vanilla tea. Oh, I miss her, he thinks, sadly.
Damn! Collect yourself. It's a stupid cup. But deep down he knew he would be spending his time after school mending the priceless cup. Adam quickly stores the damaged cup, putting it into one of the kitchen drawers, grabs his backpack and leaves the house, rushing to catch his bus.
Hurrying down the street, Adam sees a woman sitting at the bus stop reading a book. He checks the time on his phone. 7:54, he thinks, relieved that he is not too late to catch his usual 8 o'clock bus. He jogged the remaining distance and sits down beside the mystery woman and studied her shamelessly. She had long brunette hair that was held by a blue ribbon, fashioned in a bow at the nape of her neck. She wore a long light blue dress with a white jacket. She was also reading a book called Arabian Nights. It sounded familiar to him.
Maybe I read it in high school or in undergrad, he ponders.
As his eyes start traveling up again, pausing for a moment at her breast and up her neck, he realized she had turned to face him, too. Damn it, now I look like a freaking creep. He quickly turned his gaze to the road.
Where the hell is the bus it's 8: 05? I just need to leave. That's it. Get up and leave. Walk to school if you have to. Adam started to stand. She probably thinks I'm a creeper. I would think the same thing if some kid in ugly navy blue scrubs and coffee breathe ogled at me. Adam mentally argued with himself.
"Excuse me?" said the mystery beauty, interrupting his internal panic.
"Umm, huh?" said Adam, mentally scolded himself on that intelligent respond.
Oh, damn, I forgot to brush my teeth, didn't I?
"I thought the westbound 34 bus arrived at 7: 50?" she said while looking at her expensive watch. Probably rich, but why is a rich girl riding the bus? Sure daddy can buy her a car or actually she looks-
"Hello?" Her soft voice broke his train of thought.
"Yeah, the bus is probably running late," he says, smiling politely.
"Oh." She looks away.
Adam nods. The atmosphere was sudden uncomfortable. He turns away and sees a bus coming their way.
"Actually, here comes Westbound 34, right now." He looked up, but she was already standing and boarding the bus. "Goodbye, I guess."
His bus was Eastbound 34, which was coming right now. He boarded the bus and took a seat.
He started thinking about the mysterious brown haired beauty he had just seen. He thought about her how she looked and the way she flipped the pages of her book. She was really into the book, so concentrated and amused.
Now this beautiful woman is going to be stuck in his mind all day. Well, at least it won't be the sound of Lumiere's girl toy giggling.