the wheels on the bus go round and round- round and round- round and round- and the bus is here.
She gets in the bus and greets the driver
bestie was sitting alone at a window seat near the back
Quincy sat across from her just listening to music, you could faintly hear it from her headphones
She would talk to her but trust no one so like-
She was also listening to music
Quincy pulled her notebook out and started drawing while bopping her head
She kinda just stared at what she was drawing
It looked like a bear and a girl dancing
insert what the f- because WHAT THE F-
She pulled out some coloueed pencils
