It was not the first time I had seen him on the bus but something about him intrigued me today. I was not sure what it was but I could not take my eyes off him. The bus was already full, I knew he would be standing and it would not his first time. I was lucky to be sitting myself. I watched him squeeze past other people as he made his way through the bus. I silently prayed he would stand beside me. My prayers were almost answered but he stopped just in front of me. Maybe, just maybe he would see me. Shut up, silly girl! I looked away. What was the point of him seeing me? A fine guy like him probably had a thousand girls on his mind.