You reach the end of your street, panting and half-stumbling given that you never were in the best of shape, only to be met with the sight of a long yellow bus pulling away. Muttering curses under your breath between gasps, you spend a moment hunched over just watching it go before groaning, turning, and slowly starting to turn back.
That is, until the loud HONK of a car behind you causes you to jump and wheel back towards the street.
"Hey! Need a lift?"
Pulled over at the side of the road, you see a car; the driver seems to recognize you right away, but it takes you a second to recognize them. It's another upperclassman from your school...
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