If you're wondering why some lines are similar to the movie, it's because it's the same story, but with Melanie in it…. I like this chapter a lot but right now I'm not sure if I should make Roy crush on her. I sort of think she would be cuter with him than with Mulletfingers, but I'm not sure yet… so maybe you guys could tell me in a review? Pleeaassse? With a cherry on top? Well, you know, if anyone actually reads this. :( I hope they do. Okay, so now for the story, and remember, I do not own the characters/similar lines/places/other stuff like that. I only own the made up things like Melanie and her family.
Chapter 2- ROY
I walked onto the bus, sat down, and looked out the window. I wasn't sure why. Maybe I was looking for the kid with no shoes again, maybe I wasn't. As I was sitting there, I spotted this girl running down the sidewalk almost as fast as the barefoot kid, her light brown hair streaming out behind her and her backpack trailing along the ground after her. She was shouting, "Wait!", but the bus driver didn't seem to hear her, or she was just ignoring her so she wouldn't have to stop the bus. The girl tripped suddenly, but didn't completely hit the ground; her palms probably got the worst of the fall. I stood up and yelled to the driver. I'm not really sure why I did that either, I just felt like I needed to help her for some reason.
"Hey! I think that girl needs to get on!" I said. The driver motioned for me to sit down and pulled over. The girl saw and brightened, slowing to a walk. She climbed up the steps and breathlessly murmured her thanks to the driver. Whispers filled the air, all wondering who the new girl was. Girls made snobbish comments about her hair, her clothes, anything they could possibly think of. Guys sat up in their seat, trying to get a close look at her. As they did, a few let out slow whistles and made crude comments, including Garret in his seat across the aisle from me. I could tell the girl was trying to ignore them as she looked around for an empty seat.
A kid in the back shoved his friend into the aisle saying, "You can sit next to me any day, girl." The girl raised an eyebrow at him and looked disgusted.
"There's an empty seat here," I said, turning back to the window. I didn't want to miss the barefoot kid if he ran by.
"Thanks," she said, smiling at me. "I'm Melanie."
"Roy Ebberhart. So, your new here too," I said, making light conversation. She really was pretty, and she was fast too. Looking at her, you wouldn't be able to tell: she was short, maybe coming up to my shoulders, and her gray eyes were so innocently big, with long lashes to match. She didn't look strong enough to hold up her backpack, let alone run that far and that fast.
"Yeah. I'm from North Dakota. You?" she asked.
"Montana. Guess we're neighbors, sort of," I answered, seeing as North Dakota is right next to Montana. "Plus we've got the same bus stop, so I'm guessing you moved into that empty house three doors down, with the blue shutters." She did this cute thing where she wrinkled the tip of her nose and smiled so that her dimples showed.
"Yup, that's me." I smiled back, but right then Dana came barreling down the aisle. Just my luck. Melanie looked up and subconsciously shrunk back against me. I wasn't surprised. He was big enough to swallow her whole. He was coming towards me. I decided that I needed to sit on the opposite side of her, because, by the looks of her, she would be crushed to pieces if he tried to reach me.
"Here, move over. This doesn't look good," I said. She looked up at me curiously with those big eyes that seemed to take up her whole face, but moved over nonetheless. I stepped over her and she slid closer to the window. Before I could sit down, Dana was there, looming over me. Just then, I saw the running boy out of the corner of my eye and tried to push my way off the bus to follow him. "Hey, Dana. Sorry to leave during the middle of this and all, but I have to go. Nice meeting you, Melanie," I told her. But Dana just stepped closer.
"Where you going, Cowgirl? You can't leave, you're my little puppet," He grabbed me and started shaking me back and forth. I looked down and could tell Melanie was scared. And here I was thinking her eyes couldn't get any bigger.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go of him, he didn't do anything," she piped up with a shaking voice. But she was nothing against him; he probably ate people her size for breakfast. Dana grabbed me by the neck and shook me harder. I gagged as I was jerked from side-to-side.
"Ooo who's that? Your girlfriend? Dance for her, puppet. Dance," he jeered. That was it. I turned around as best I could and punched him, square in the nose. He fell back into the aisle with a loud thump. Melanie let out a small shriek and slid as far away from us as possible. I turned to her, looking out the window behind her head. The kid was no longer in sight. I would never catch up to him now, but I could try.
"Bye, Melanie, see you at school." And like that I was off that bus, hopping down the steps. I ran into a tall, menacing blond girl with braids.
"Hey watch it, kid," she sneered. I apologized over my shoulder and kept running. I could see him, but from a distance.
"Hey! Slow down!" I yelled, but he just kept running. We ran over a bridge and then finally reached a golf coarse. I couldn't run anymore and doubled over to catch my breath.
"Fort! Fort!" was all I heard before the golf ball came spiraling at me and the world went black.
