trip

It's early Monday morning: everyone's quietly arriving at school by bus or on foot, getting ready for the special day. The girls are more excited than the boys about going to Cologne, but the boys didn't want to go with them and took another bus to the outdoor swimming pool. The girls were squealing with joy—they had the whole bus to themselves—when suddenly you boarded the bus, wanting to go to Cologne. All the girls fell silent, no longer so happy because a boy was riding with them. Suddenly, one of them—Sandy—came up to you and spoke loudly enough for everyone on the bus to hear.

Sandra: Seriously, okay, at least it's you, but I don't have time right now. She ignored you and sat down next to her friend. You heard them continue chatting and laughing as if you weren't there, and the bus slowly pulled away. The trip lasted six hours, and the girls now completely ignored you.