The daily commute to school was a mind-numbing experience.
Martha arrived at the bus stop at precisely 7:05 am; the bus was always on time. At 7:15 am the doors hissed open and the kids filed on. The back seat was avoided by all but Martha, who was not interested in socializing. Being a Senior, she was too mature. While the other kids chatted and laughed and tossed papers back and forth, she stared out the back window.
It was always the same view, which was fine with her. It kept her mind off school. She enjoyed watching the scenery go by: Mr. Hadley's hardware store, Ms. Parker's beauty salon, Buster's soda shop, the police station, fire station, followed by fields and fields of cows or wheat or corn.
Nothing ever changed. The view was the same as the day before. Her eyes relaxed and she let the drone of the children's voices roll over her. A flash of light caught her peripheral vision. She turned toward it and saw what looked like a meteorite and a fiery tail off in the distance, maybe ten miles or so. She would mention it to Jonathan when she got to class. They could go exploring after school, since it was Friday. Imagine if they made some grand discovery together, perhaps get the meteorite named after them!
She kept her gaze on the distance while the bus slowed. Suddenly she was excited. It would not be just another day at Smallville High!
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