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Maya was rocking back and forth while waiting near her bus stop. Her braids would jingle and jangle, knotting each time she swung. "Waiting for the bus, eh?" A young man who went to the same school as her was sitting besides Maya. "Yes, are you as well?" Maya turned to look at him. "Heavens no, I'm not going onto a bus that clamors with riots." He shook his head. "Why are you here then?" Maya stopped rocking, instead, she fidgeted with her braids. "I'm just here to see what time the bus comes by, and yet─" He paused to check his watch. "It's not here yet." "Oh, I guess that's.. understandable." Maya shrugged. "I didn't quite catch your name, mind if I get to know you?" The young man offered his hand. "Maya." "Maya Flores." She shook his hand. "And I'm Evan Winters; nice to meet you!" A hiss and puff was heard from the distance, it was time for Maya to depart. "Oh, your bus is here." Evan glanced at the road. "Yep, I'll meet you there then!" Maya waved, stepping into the bus, sitting down and waving at the window. "Bye!" She shouted. Evan flailed his arms, chasing after the bus, with a smile on his face.
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