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Author: Star the Foxhound
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General/Suspense - Reviews: 12 - Published: 02-28-08 - Updated: 04-01-08 - id:2481860

Really I am a nobody, the kind of person you see standing alone before homeroom in the hallways, the person who is always by his or her self at lunch. I have no friends, no one to talk to, and parents who could care less. So basically I'm a nobody, and I'm not sure if the world had a place for nobodys. It's not like I'm dumb or anything like that, I actually really smart. I do good in school, almost all A's and answer the questions the teachers ask almost always right. I guess I'm a nobody because I'm really shy, I wear glasses and braces and I am usually a know it all.

From the beginning no one talked to me, not a soul. I have always sat in the corner watching other students talk to one another. Today was no different. When the homeroom bell rang I took the desk in the back corner and opened my science book to review for a quiz in a few days. From homeroom I went to my classes, handed in last nights homework and moved on. Nothing happened at all, which surprised me. Most days at least one person said something mean to me, but not today, today was a quiet day in my life. And so the school day ended quickly.

When I walked into my house that afternoon I saw that my parents were no where sight. My dad works during the day, and I have no idea where my mom goes all those hours. But I didn't mind being alone very much. I went to my room, closed the door, pulled out my books, turned on the radio and got to work. Laying across my bed I soon was distracted because the song had just ended and on came the ads. I always hated the ads, they bored me and I never could remember anything about them afterward. Sighing I sat on the edge of the bed staring at the ceiling. It was then I caught the words of the ad playing. "...this tour bus is my office"...more talking..."Jack I left my lucky pick in Wiktosta"...what kind of ad was this..."Jack my guiter and I are no longer on speaking terms, no, I need a new one"...I laughed in spite of myself..."Jack, I want to drive the bus."

That was it, plain and simple, but it also had a touch of humor in it. The thing was it was not an ad just a little play between two people. I shook my head and went back to my homework.

I didn't give and ad another thought until the next day when I heard it again, and then the day after that. Now I was really wondering about it everywhere I went, which was mostly back and forth from school. I thought about it on the school bus and at dinner and going to sleep at night. I couldn't imagine how it was important and thought it wouldn't change my life in any way. I was in for a big surprise!



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