School Bus.

Last night I practiced the way I walk in front of the mirrored backsplash of my kitchen.
I thought that walking around with a little more attitude would show that you have some sort of purpose.
I think I need some more practice. Today, I got on the school bus a little late and practically all the seats were filled except for 4 in the back. So I walk there and a girl, grade 12 I think, was sitting by herself.
Being me, I said "Hi, can I sit here?" And she just smiled, but did not meet my eyes. I could tell she was looking at someone behind me. So I repeated myself "Hello, can I sit here?"
There was another grade 12 girl behind me that I was not aware of. Apparently, they were making a joke that I actually thought I could sit there. The girl behind me clears her throat loudly, so its like that was her seat. I say "Oh, Im sorry" and both girls burst into laughter.
I don't understand how it was funny, but it did hurt me a little.
Anyways, I move to the seat behind her where some guy was sitting by himself, hogging the whole seat. I repeat the question "Can I sit here?" He looks at me then looks out the window like I wasnt even there. That hurt me a bit more.
There was like a little space beside him, so i sit down since now I was holding up the bus. He didnt bother to move over. And the girls were still laughing.
I don't know why little things like this bug me. But they do. Not that anyone cares.
-Follower