Noah scanned the bus. There were other empty seats, but he knew by the glares and whispers that no one else wanted her near either. "There's really no other seat," he said quietly.
Brandon rolled her eyes. "Then sit in the middle of the bus again. The driver's gonna get mad at you."
Noah hesitated. "Shiel' get mad at me again."
Brandon groaned dramatically. "Oh my God, why this bullshit always have to be me?"
Choker another student on the bus 
ew Brandon you're talking to the flipper kid
Brandon it's not like I want to talk to him 
Noah(internally) not him.......
Noah's breaks her thoughts patience frayed. "I'm not bothering you, so why do you even care?"
Brandon sneered. "Because I don't want a hermaphrodite sitting next to me, In furthermore unlike you I rather keep my penis lmao."
Noah's hands clenched into fists, but he kept her voice steady. "Being trans and being a hermaphrodite are two completely different things."
"Whatever," Brandon snapped. "Just stop talking to me."
Noah bit back a retort, her mind screaming, You're the one who started talking to me, asshole.
After what felt like forever, the bus finally reached the school. As the students filed off, Noah began to descend the steps, only for Brandon to shove her from behind. Noah hit the ground hard, pain shooting through her knees as laughter erupted from the students. Even the bus driver let out a stifled chuckle.
But not everyone was laughing.
Lamar stormed over, grabbing Brandon by the collar and slamming him against the side of the bus. "You wanna tell me what that was?" Lamar growled, his voice low and dangerous.
Brandon, caught off guard, stammered. "It's his fault for sitting by me! He knew I was gonna mess with him anyway, so he had it coming!"
Lamar's grip tightened, fury flashing in his eyes. "By your logic, you knew this was gonna happen if I found out you were messing with him. So what's about to happen to you? Guess you had it coming, too." Lamar raised his fist, ready to strike.
A crowd began to form, the students buzzing with excitement.
The bus driver, noticing the commotion, yelled out. "Lamar, stop! Get away from him!"
Lamar didn't back down. "Where was this energy when Noah got pushed to the ground?" he snapped.
The bus driver scoffed. "He's a man. He should be able to take a little stumble."
"You know that's not what she is," Lamar shot back, his voice tight with anger.
"Damn kids think they can just change whatever nowadays Im not arguing with you," the driver grumbled. "Just go to class. I've got a route to finish."
As the crowd dispersed, Noah approached Lamar, rubbing her sore knees. "Hey, thanks, Lamar. I'm sorry I always put you in these situations Oh and I really really appreciate you for accepting me even after the change you know."
Lamar shrugged, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Don't worry about it. We're friends, right? It's the bare minimum."
They walked through the bustling halls, passing by studets lost in their own conversations.
Omara, fuming, glared at Rosar from across the room. "Bro, not only are you not supposed to bring cigarettes to class, but you're smoking in front of everyone? You're just asking for a suspension!"
Rosar leaned back in his chair, puffing out a cloud of smoke. "Relax, Omara. I'll put it out soon. Besides, the teacher's not here yet."
Omara's face turned crimson with rage. "Carlos, are you seriously not going to do anything about this?"
Carlos chuckled nervously. "Damn, she's fuming more than the cigarette smoke."
Omara whipped her head toward him, her intense gaze silencing his laughter. "Not the time, Carlos."
Carlos put up his hands in defense. "My bad..."
Omara crossed her arms, turning her glare to the other side of the room. "And wake up, Devin! You should've slept at home."
Devin groaned, slowly sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "Why are you so loud? It's barely 7:30, and I'm still digesting that shity cafeteria food. Let me live."
Nearby, Connor and Rin quietly read their manga, while others continued to chat.
Connor see I told you this Sakamoto days manga is peak like look at this fight choreography 
Rin yeah it's good but I still think jujitsu kaizen is better 
Connor debatable 
Rumie just sits in the corner of her room with her hood up away from everyone 
Noah leaned against her desk, muttering, "I swear, my battery's running low just looking at all these people."
Lamar smirked. "Just keep your head down and get through it. Nine more weeks, man. You'll survive."
"I guess," Noah sighed. "Let's just get this over with."
Suddenly, Chloe's voice cut through the noise. "Hey, guys... am I going crazy, or is everything going white?"
The room fell silent as everyone turned toward the window. A bright, blinding light poured in, growing stronger by the second.
Omara's voice was sharp. "Everyone, get out of the classroom. Now!"
But as they moved toward the door, they realized something was terribly wrong. The doors were gone.
Keith's voice trembled. "What the hell? Where are the-"
The light intensified, filling every corner of the room. Rosar, in a desperate attempt to escape, hurled a table at the wall, but it did nothing. The light was too bright, too overwhelming.
Noah shielded his eyes, but all he could see was white. She tries to hold her hand in front of her space and all she can still see is white Her heart raced, panic clawing at his throat as the girls screamed in terror. Lamar wrapped his arms around Noah, trying to shield her, but the light engulfed them both.
Author's note
the images are basically to visually tell what they are doing cuz I know reading can get boring and I kind of wanted to spice things up although it may not be an exact trail of my image for how the story goes It should be enough