There is a boy who catches my bus who has blue green eyes as clear as the lake the kids go swimming in. He sits with his friends and laughs a lot at little things, and when his friends are silent, he looks out the window.
I sit two seats behind him and think he's beautiful.
There is a boy who rides my bus and acts happy every morning.he sits with his friends and gives them empty smiles, and wears long sleeves in the middle of summer. I sit two seats behind him, and think he's beautiful.
There's a boy who catches my bus with blue grey eyes, asp empty as the lakes kids go swimming in. He sits with his friends and glances at his lap,and when his friends say something funny,he doesn't laugh anymore. I sit two seats behind him and thinks he is beautiful.
There was a boy who caught my bus, who was found by his parents after he shot himself.he wrote a letter to his friends and told them he loved them. He wrote a letter to his parents saying he was sorry. And he wrote a letter to the sad girl,who sat two seats behind him on the bus, and told her, he thought she was beautiful.
