bus and train

yesterday these two girls get on the bus to the station. I've seen them a few times every Thursday. This one girl has obviously rich parents: designer clothes, she seems really nice and is beautiful. The other girl is obviously from a different social class. She wore a pair of trousers that came so low you could see the start of her buttcrack. If she had pubic hair, it would have been showing... as it was, she was 8 so didn't have any yet. I felt the urge to ask her to please pull up her trousers and wondered why no one at school would have asked her that... or if there was something more going on. Is she just nonchalant and very uncaring about her appearance? Or is there more?

Then on the train this ultrasupercool guy sits opposite me. Black, gorgeous, beginning of an afro with a stylish bandana, the right shoes, the right outfit... in short, he was Da Bomb. (or summat... This gangsta talk really doesn't become me does it.) Listening to his walkman. I could hear it was Christina Aguilera's Genie in A Bottle.
Not so cool after all.

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