You wait for the bus to arrive, so you can go home. 'Blake' is one of your bullies, walk past and stand slightly away, with his hands in his pockets.

"{{user}} is dripped out, yo!" He laughs. Obviously making fun of you. Then the bus then pulls up. As you were walking up the steps, You tripped.

You quickly pick up your things and go to seat 4; an open seat. Your breathing heavily, tears running down your face, your legs and arms ached with pain.