Why I missed class/read my dialogue story

My alarm clock didn't go off. I was really mad cuz I missed last week's class cuz I was sick. Either way, I did the homework. You might find this story quite entertaining...
First off, I love the title...



Scene kids on a bus

10/12/08
ass. #5




We were on bus route 30 heading downtown, when we ran into two scene
guys sitting next to eachother at the back of the bus. It was 5:30 at night, on a
Thursday, and we thought that this would be the perfect setting for listening in
on a convo...so that's exactly what we did, and this is what we came up with.
Aiden was a short flippy-black-haired boy, about 18, just like everyone
else on the bus, except for the grandma in the front. James was also flippy-
haired, only his hair was a dusty brown shade, with some blonde highlights
streaking through it and coal-rimmed eyeliner lining his light blue eyes,
something I noticed immediatlely. They had been talking already when I
boarded the bus, so I caught them in the middle of whatever convo they
happenned to be in. One thing was for sure, I had major crushes on both of
these guys, and I had to listen in. Aiden flipped his staight black bangs toward
James, and stangely put his hand on his lap.
"I just got my hair done, James." The other boy turned his glazing blue
eyes toward Aiden and examined the flippy black bangs covering one coal-
rimmed eye.
"Oh, thats cool man." He quickly changed the subject, not seeming at all
interested in what Aiden had to say about his new hairdo.
"You going to that Chiodos show on Saturday?" Aiden nodded over at his
friend as he annoyingly dug through the tight body-hugging black jeans that
looked to be his uniform. I was eying this kid up, I'm not going to lie.
"Yeah, man. I need a cig." He continued to dig through his pockets,
scrunching closer to James as he went through them, but there was not a cig to
be found. James looked confused. "I don't have any on me." Geeze, I wish I
had some. I would happily share with these two boys, there's no doubt.
Suddenly Aiden turned away from his pants and said something that made me
quite angry.
"Look at that hot girl." It wasn't me-I wish! But the next sentence eased
my anger. "She looks like a dude." James popped a piece of gum to ease his
oral fixation. Maybe it was that new nicotine gum, I hear it comes in good
flavors, fruity ones. I pause for a minute to ponder what kind of fruit he would l
ike. Strawberries...I think. The two boys continued to discuss the pretty, cherry-
looking blonde girl a few rows ahead of me, sitting with her mother, it appeared.
She appeared to be younger than all of us, but that didn't seem to bother Aiden.
"Dude, she's hot as fuck."
"She'd never go for you man, she's into preps."
I glanced over at the girl, and noticed the abercrombie and fitch sweatshirt she
proudly wore, her california tan, her heavy makeup. Ick. Why the hell would
these guys go for a chick like that?
After apparently deciding this girl would not be at all interested in him, Aiden
went back to his search for some squares.
"I really need a cig, buddy, like now..."
James just nodded. He was too busy looking at the girl ahead to pay any
attention.
"Right on."
Um, ok, whatever. Now how did that make sense? I continued to listen in,
hoping something more interesting would come up besides girls and cigarettes.
That's right, these were college guys. I shouldn't expect much.
"I want to get layed tonite!" Aiden screeched, a little too loudly, as he
finished digging through his pockets for like, the fifth time since I'd been on the
bus. Oh, geeze. What great guys...Why was I crushing on them again?
The next sentence suprised me, but not too much.
" I know some guys I could hook you up with."
Aiden suddenly seemed interested and turned around, his black fringe sweeping
across those eyes...
"Are they hot?"
Oh-my-gosh.
James nodded. "I know some chicks too, they're pretty hot."
Ok, this was typical college talk. I wondered how the hell I would ever find a
relationship when hooking up appeared to be all these guys cared about.
Aiden shoved another piece of gum in his mouth and nawed on it quickly.
"Yeah, but they're pretty preppy, man."
So were they or weren't they into preppy chicks? By now, I had no idea.
"I'm getting my septum pierced tomorrow...one of the girls is coming with
me, her name is Jessica," James flung his bangs out of his eyes, and I caught a
glimspe of his smeared eyeliner. Hot.
"Is she hot, bro?" Aiden teased his hair with his hand.
"She's pretty fiesty. I'm tappin that tonite."
Ewww. Pigs. Whore. I was not happy about where this convo was going. I
wanted to move towards the front of the bus and listen in on that granny's
convo..did she get off yet? Was she even talking? Either way, for some reason
I decided to stay. I wanted to know where this was going.
For some reason, Aiden didn't seem at all interested. He continued to go
through his pockets, it was getting me annoyed. "Why are you getting your
septum pierced, I thought you were sticking with just gages."
James snagged a piece of Aiden's gum, and recieved a dirty look from his friend,
who quickly turned and shoved the package back into his pocket. James quickly
got back to the convo.
"No, I really want my septum pierced.."
That would be cute on him, I thought. It would mesh with the rest of his
piercings.
Suddenly, my daydreaming came to an end. Aiden stood up and pulled up the
tight black jeans. "Ok whatever, dude. This is my stop." Darn. It was over.
These were the hottest people I'd ever seen on a bus! I didn't want it to end.
"What the fuck?" James said, but Aiden ignored him and jumped off.
James sat in silence, and flipped his hair one last time, before it was my turn to
leave...
I hope to board that bus again...maybe they'll be on it...