3 Seats Back, and to the Left (Continued)
Then, two girls trying to hide in the back making out.
And finally, the boy glaring, without a doubt, directly at me
Three seats back, and to the left.
Two years later,
Three seats back, and to the left
Now I sit
With that guy who stared at me that day,
And many after,
But only because he liked my mangy-
We turned out being best friends,
Every day, ignoring the blaring pop music
For Asking Alexandria, Black Veil Brides,
And especially System of a Down
Screaming from costly headphones,
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