Snippet #1790387

Sonya tapped her desk, pencil in mouth, staring at her best friend Cooper and waited for the bell to ring. Cooper was drawing her for his art assignment. Art was Sonya's final hour before she got on the bus. Ugh, the bus. Sonya didn't like the bus. The floor was covered in the boy's "dip" and the seats were all cut up and drawn on. She didn't mind the drawings so much though. She had done her fair share of drawing on the bus. The seat at the back of the bus that only fit on person was the one she sat at, and it was covered in various names with hearts around them.

Ring! The bell finally ran and Sonya picked up her seat and laid it on the table, like Mr. Pherrel asked. She did the "homie shake" (meant to sound dumb) with Cooper and left, putting her hood up and walking to the bus, snow blowing in her face. She sat in the back and stared out the window, her I <3 Zombie bag at her feet.