Fighting to catch his breath, Andrew ran for the school bus. A glimmer of hope wove into his heart as he saw that Mr. Rafer, the bus driver, didn't make any attempt to start driving off.<br/><br/>Rushing into the bus Andrew missed the second step and he fell forward. His hand was quick to catch the cold metal to keep his face from eating it. Andrew stayed in his awkward position, frozen, as he considered if he was safe from hurting himself. Relaxing his muscles he casually pushed himself up and went up the stairs at a slower pace.<br/><br/>"Are you alright Andrew," Mr. Rafer asked, slightly concerned but used to this usual routine.<br/><br/>Andrew gives a slight nod and sheepish grin as he answered, "I'm a-okay Mr. Rafer."<br/><br/>Taking in a breath, he scanned the bus and quickly moved to the remaining seat of the bus, hearing the bus doors closing as Mr. Rafer started to drive. Turning to a girl he didn't recognize from any of his classes, Andrew just smiled and greeted, "Morning, mind if I sit here?"