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Everyday he saw her, everyday he would wonder what it would be like.
He wanted her, even if it was only for a moment, a chain of seconds
ticking down but still seeming like en eternity. He wanted
to talk to her, but he just didn't have the courage, he tried, he knew
that he tried, but he just couldn't. It seemed as if their simply never
was a right moment.

He wanted to just look at her forever, but he couldn't, he just stole
quick looks. Her long black Hair shining in the morning Sun, her Skin...like Silk, he looked for spots where she wasn't perfect, but he couldn't find any. She was complete in every way, much better then what he deserved. 5 more minutes and his Bus would come, he wouldn't see her until thenext day...no, it was Friday, he wouldn't see her for days. With that thought he sunk into a state of sadness.

His Bus came early. He relunctatly walked to the door to enter it, took a last short look at her, silently saying good bye. He climbed the steps and sat down next to a Window from where he could see her. He took another look, longer, intenser...she gazed up, saw him, smiled.

With a little jolt the Bus started to move. He sunk into
his seat. What had just happend? Did her smile mean anything? No, that couldn't be. At work his mind was constantly on her, he couldn't concentrate, he made mistakes.The Time didn't seem to go bye, it felt like that the entire weekend.

When Monday finally came it felt like being released from a thousand years of torture, but at the same Time he knew this feeling would not last long, he had only been released on probation, the moment the Bus would stop
he would reenter this timeless Hell. She was already there, she always was, once he had of thought of leaving home earlier just to have more time, but the more he thought about it, the foolisher it sounded.
She was busy with her Cellphone, that gave him enough Time to look at her, he sat down on the Bench, for some reason she always stood. The Bench creaked. She turned her Head to the Sound.

Oh hi, finally, I was waiting for you.

She came and sat next to him...he was nervous.

Why? he asked, quickly realising that he must have sounded totally cold.

Well you know, I was just thinking, we've both been standing her every morning for the last, like 4 Months and we never spoke a word. Don't you work in that Shoestore 2 Towns from here?

Yeah, how do you know that?

Well I'm a girl, I like Shoes, I saw you one time when I was in there, she said with a laugh.

He smiled.

Yeah I work in back, I sort everything out.

Oh, that must be hard with all the different kinds and the sizes.

No, not really, any idiot could do it, but I get enough Money so I guess it's ok. So uhhh...what do you do?

I work in a Callcenter, you know, answer the Phone, check the Computer and take the next call.

Sounds like fun, he laughed.

Hey don't tease me, she laughed back.

His Bus came rumbling around the corner. He stood up and silently walked to the curve.

Bye, see you tomarrow, he said as the Bus came to a stop. As he began climbing the steps something gripped his Arm, he turned his Head, it was her, she gave him a little piece of paper and said goodbye.
Once again he sat in a seat from where he could see her, she waved to him, he waved back.

As his Bus started driving she stood there, she was surprised that she had finally found the courage to talk to him. She had watched him, she figured that he was probably pretty nice and he didn't look bad either, but he
had never even so much as looked at her, well until last Friday, she was totally surprised and could only smile like a fool, when he didn't react she was completly ashamed, he had just turned his Head and ignored her. When she saw him coming around the corner that morning she had quickly whipped out her Cellphone so she would seem to be busy.
She was afraid to talk to him, especially after what had happend on Friday. In the reflection of her Cellphone she saw him looking, she decided to try to talk to him if he made any kind of signal. When that bench creaked she had turned her Head without realising that the sound wasn't from him. But now he was looking, she had to say something. It was really nice talking to him, even though he was a little cold at first. He had seemed to be nervous. Her Bus came around the corner, she sighed as it stoped at the curve. She took a look back at the Bus Stop wondering what he would think about her note, she stepped up the Stairs of the Bus and sat down.

He couldn't believe what was on the note she had gave him. He stared out of the Bus window, he would have to get out soon.
He looked at the note again...he put it in his pocket and yawned. If he would have had the Time he would have tried to sleep. But with all
the thoughts around her in his Head he doubted that he would have actually managed to do so. Why had she all of a sudden started talking
to him and why did she give him that note? Was she playing with him? Had she noticed him looking before? The Bus came to a stop and he looked
out the Window.

Fuck, he said to himself, he had missed his stop. He grabed his stuff and made way for the exit. He was 3 blocks away from the Shoe store where he worked and had about 5 minutes to get there. He wondered what she was doing right now, probably being hit on by some guy, just the thought of it pissed him off. Crossing the street he looked at his watch, he was almost there,he was sure he would make it on time. When he finally got to work he was at least really awake at last.

Description
Everyday he saw her, everyday he would wonder what it would be like.
He wanted her, even if it was only for a moment, a chain of seconds
ticking down but still seeming like en eternity. He wanted
to talk to her, but he just didn't have the courage, he tried, he knew
that he tried, but he just couldn't. It seemed as if their simply never
was a right moment.

He wanted to just look at her forever, but he couldn't, he just stole
quick looks. Her long black Hair shining in the morning Sun, her Skin...like Silk, he looked for spots where she wasn't perfect, but he couldn't find any. She was complete in every way, much better then what he deserved. 5 more minutes and his Bus would come, he wouldn't see her until thenext day...no, it was Friday, he wouldn't see her for days. With that thought he sunk into a state of sadness.

His Bus came early. He relunctatly walked to the door to enter it, took a last short look at her, silently saying good bye. He climbed the steps and sat down next to a Window from where he could see her. He took another look, longer, intenser...she gazed up, saw him, smiled.

With a little jolt the Bus started to move. He sunk into
his seat. What had just happend? Did her smile mean anything? No, that couldn't be. At work his mind was constantly on her, he couldn't concentrate, he made mistakes.The Time didn't seem to go bye, it felt like that the entire weekend.

When Monday finally came it felt like being released from a thousand years of torture, but at the same Time he knew this feeling would not last long, he had only been released on probation, the moment the Bus would stop
he would reenter this timeless Hell. She was already there, she always was, once he had of thought of leaving home earlier just to have more time, but the more he thought about it, the foolisher it sounded.
She was busy with her Cellphone, that gave him enough Time to look at her, he sat down on the Bench, for some reason she always stood. The Bench creaked. She turned her Head to the Sound.

Oh hi, finally, I was waiting for you.

She came and sat next to him...he was nervous.

Why? he asked, quickly realising that he must have sounded totally cold.

Well you know, I was just thinking, we've both been standing her every morning for the last, like 4 Months and we never spoke a word. Don't you work in that Shoestore 2 Towns from here?

Yeah, how do you know that?

Well I'm a girl, I like Shoes, I saw you one time when I was in there, she said with a laugh.

He smiled.

Yeah I work in back, I sort everything out.

Oh, that must be hard with all the different kinds and the sizes.

No, not really, any idiot could do it, but I get enough Money so I guess it's ok. So uhhh...what do you do?

I work in a Callcenter, you know, answer the Phone, check the Computer and take the next call.

Sounds like fun, he laughed.

Hey don't tease me, she laughed back.

His Bus came rumbling around the corner. He stood up and silently walked to the curve.

Bye, see you tomarrow, he said as the Bus came to a stop. As he began climbing the steps something gripped his Arm, he turned his Head, it was her, she gave him a little piece of paper and said goodbye.
Once again he sat in a seat from where he could see her, she waved to him, he waved back.

As his Bus started driving she stood there, she was surprised that she had finally found the courage to talk to him. She had watched him, she figured that he was probably pretty nice and he didn't look bad either, but he
had never even so much as looked at her, well until last Friday, she was totally surprised and could only smile like a fool, when he didn't react she was completly ashamed, he had just turned his Head and ignored her. When she saw him coming around the corner that morning she had quickly whipped out her Cellphone so she would seem to be busy.
She was afraid to talk to him, especially after what had happend on Friday. In the reflection of her Cellphone she saw him looking, she decided to try to talk to him if he made any kind of signal. When that bench creaked she had turned her Head without realising that the sound wasn't from him. But now he was looking, she had to say something. It was really nice talking to him, even though he was a little cold at first. He had seemed to be nervous. Her Bus came around the corner, she sighed as it stoped at the curve. She took a look back at the Bus Stop wondering what he would think about her note, she stepped up the Stairs of the Bus and sat down.

He couldn't believe what was on the note she had gave him. He stared out of the Bus window, he would have to get out soon.
He looked at the note again...he put it in his pocket and yawned. If he would have had the Time he would have tried to sleep. But with all
the thoughts around her in his Head he doubted that he would have actually managed to do so. Why had she all of a sudden started talking
to him and why did she give him that note? Was she playing with him? Had she noticed him looking before? The Bus came to a stop and he looked
out the Window.

Fuck, he said to himself, he had missed his stop. He grabed his stuff and made way for the exit. He was 3 blocks away from the Shoe store where he worked and had about 5 minutes to get there. He wondered what she was doing right now, probably being hit on by some guy, just the thought of it pissed him off. Crossing the street he looked at his watch, he was almost there,he was sure he would make it on time. When he finally got to work he was at least really awake at last.