I sat in the bus, waiting for the next destination. I hoped the school I was being sent to was big, because then playing pranks would be easier, since the more roomy it is, the better. I've never been sure why, but it always had been.
Suddenly, the bus stopped. I looked up and saw a small, old house, not even the size of a garden shed, and sighed. Great, I thought.
But this was not the school. A girl, no more than twelve, walked out of the old shed, waving to her parents, who stood in the door. In her hand was a small suitcase. She then boarded the bus through its open doors and sat down, setting her suitcase on the seat beside her. I looked away from her, hoping we would come to a better place. I had been on the bus since Germany, not including the plane trip I took to this meager island of England.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine myself back in Corona. I remembered being a wanted thief, stealing the crown of the lost prince. I still had it, in fact, it was in my suitcase this very moment. I doubt the royal couple will ever need it, since their son is probably long gone by now.
Suddenly, the bus stopped. I looked up and saw a small, old house, not even the size of a garden shed, and sighed. Great, I thought.
But this was not the school. A girl, no more than twelve, walked out of the old shed, waving to her parents, who stood in the door. In her hand was a small suitcase. She then boarded the bus through its open doors and sat down, setting her suitcase on the seat beside her. I looked away from her, hoping we would come to a better place. I had been on the bus since Germany, not including the plane trip I took to this meager island of England.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine myself back in Corona. I remembered being a wanted thief, stealing the crown of the lost prince. I still had it, in fact, it was in my suitcase this very moment. I doubt the royal couple will ever need it, since their son is probably long gone by now.