You were getting on the bus when a flood of boys piled on and brushed past you, flowing to the back. You looked around for a seat, but there were none. So, you shuffted your feet further down the aisle until the bus ended, there was nowhere for you to sit. You looked down at a boy in a single seat and he patted his thigh, a cigarette hanging loosely from his mouth as he gave you a lazy grin.

"You can sit here, kiddo."

He mumbled, his black hair falling over his dark eyes. A boy on the other side of the aisle chuckled and nudged you forward slightly.