"Get lost!" you say, trying to sound as firm as you can.
They break up laughing. "OOOO," says the black girl in the Reeboks, "I'm soooo scared of some guy who plays with toys!"
"What you gonna do about it?" sneers the white girl, "You scared we'll break your toys?"
"Fuckin' gay! C'mon then!" taunts the other black girl.
This isn't working. You lean forward and reach for the bus. You can see tiny faces pressed fearfully against the glass, their vehicle shadowed by giant legs.
BAM! A white sandaled foot stomps down on the roof of the bus, shattering the windows bursting the tires, and breaking the suspension. The frame buckles alarmingly and you hear a barely audible scream under the girls sneering and laughter.
"You want this?" she spits, letting her weight settle on it. The tortured metal groans. It all happened so fast the girls inside haven't had time to get over the shock, let alone try to escape.
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