Joy.
... Zoe? There is no protein in bread.” It was the same thing every single morning. As I was putting my coat and mittens on and rush out, my mom yelled, “What are you taking for lunch? You are not eating properly young lady!” My mother was always quite concerned of my physical appearance. “Tummy in, chest out.” That was probably the one sentence she continuously told me throughout high school. She would also “discretely” tell me that I needed to do more exercise, she also thought I needed to see the doctor for my few blemishes I did have. I guess that is why I turned out the way I am now. Pretty. The bus was not running on schedule, I was going to be late for my test I had first period. As I was waiting for the bus, I began to brainstorm for the test. Once there was nothing. But sooner or later something had to happen, so it did. The something had no idea what it was. The bus eventually arrived. Life is becoming to feel quite redundant, when you begin to recognize the same people in the bus, every single morning, although its actually fun to observe them at each encounter, while trying to summon the endless possibilities of their likes and dislikes. Just imagine. As for today, I did not recognize anyone in the bus, it was very strange. As I continued to plan my essay, The something had no idea what it was, but it expanded to satisfy all possible answers. My brainstorming and the silence in the bus was interrupted by my cell phone. All the eyes turned towards me. The caller ID indicated the caller was restricted, I was curious to find out who would call me so early! “Hello?” No one was there, I figured it was just someone calling the wrong number. The bell that indicates a request to get off the bus, was no longer working after that phone call. “Can I get off the bus!” a worrisome old man yelled. I observed him until he was out of site, he seemed so troubled. My analyses of this character was interrupted once again by my cell phone. All the eyes turned towards me, the caller ID was restricted. “Hello?” I answered, and yet again, no one was there. All of a sudden the bus came to a rapid halt, and a bunch of horns were singing. My curiosity was no longer focussing on the prank caller but on what had just happened. Everyone in the bus started to panic. “Please remain calm, there has been an accident, the route will end here. Cautiously step out by the back of the bus. Thank you.” announced the driver. “This is just great. I did not eat enough for breakfast, I do not have a lunch, I am late for class, which by the way is now my fourth time, so I shall have detention, I am late for my test, I am stranded in the middle of nowhere and and I am talking to myself!” I took a look aroun...