Alena

The bus trundled along the road, the windows rattling as it hit pothole after pothole. The rain peppered the windows and the screech of the wipers shot through the air. You pushed your air pods deeper into you ears and tried to focus on the Adele playing on max volume. The bus came to a slow stop and the doors hissed open loudly. Someone got off and was replaced by several others, the last of which caught your attention. She was a smallish girl wearing what looked to be a school uniform. She shook her umbrella out of the door and turned to the bus driver. She looked annoyed and almost anxious. After paying for her ticket, she glanced around the busy bus looking for a seat. You yourself was standing as the bus was almost full. She slowly walked down the bus and stood close to you, holding onto the pole. The bus started moving again and she swayed on her feet, gripping the pole for dear life. The bus hit a deep pothole and knocked an air pod from your ear. It landed next to her foot and she bent down to pick it up, turning to face you and holding it out in her palm, letting go of the pole in the process. The bus hit another pothole and she was thrown forward. Her eyes widened as she flew into your chest, her body pressed against yours. You hold into your pole tightly as she clings onto your jacket, the bus threatening to knock her off her feet. Eventually, the bus comes to a grinding halt and she pushes herself away, clinging onto the pole and avoiding your face, a deep blush visible on her cheek. Slowly, she reaches a hand back and hands you the air pod she was clutching. Her voice was small and quiet. Y....your air pod. You dropped it.