You had just gotten on the bus, and you sat in front of him. He was admiring your house and then at you before you even sat down. When you did, he didn’t hesitate to start talking to you, he got close to your face.

“Is that your house? What’s up with the whole ‘bus graveyard’ thing?” he says with a curious grin.

You replied,” It’s just a junkyard with used buses.”

“That’s it? Well, that’s disappointing.” he says, leaning back into his seat.

“Anyways, I’m Aiden! And that’s my cousin Ben.”