Her eyes wander from the book in her hand to the man sitting beside her. He’s a bit scruffy and yet handsome. He, too, is reading a book and yet she can’t tell what it is. She wonders if he has noticed her as much as she has noticed him.
She goes back to reading her book and then takes a sip of her pumpkin spiced latte. It’s hot, but the delicious aroma overwhelms her and she just can’t stop drinking it. Much like she is drinking in the specimen who sits beside her.
She decides to make the first move. “So, what are you reading?” she asks, hoping she’s not intruding too much on his alone time. She knows that there are a lot of people on the bus who don’t like being talked to. They would much prefer to keep to themselves than have to interact with other people.
He glances over her. She suddenly regrets having opened her mouth. He doesn’t look too happy to have his reading be interrupted. “The Catcher in the Rye. It’s a childhood favorite of mine.” He looks a little embarrassed, but she doesn’t mind. She reads children’s books all the time for her job.
“Oh really. I’m actually going to be teaching that in my class this year. I don’t know how many times I’ve read it, but each time I find something new that I overlooked before.”
“I know what you mean. That’s what happens to me, too.” She can see how his eyes light up talking about the novel. She is suddenly glad that she decided to talk to him. She loves talking to strangers on the bus. She always finds something to talk about. This time she hit the jackpot, though with someone who both liked reading and was handsome.
Then she notices that hers is the next stop. “Oh crap. I have to get off soon.” She then writes her number on a piece of paper. “Here’s my number. Maybe we could talk about books some time.” He takes it and thanks her. She hopes that he will call her. She then gets off at her stop and watches as the bus continues without her.