Castells the PartyGlobetrotter

On my way home from the driving school I saw that my bus was standing at the station and I started running, I mean TJURRUSA (very swedish expression!) towards it. I got a glance at the drivers face, a young HOT guy, and he smiled at me to show me ha had seen me and he would wait. But clumpsy as I am I didn't realize that I was running on pure ice and that smile was just enough to make me loose my focus and slip. And there I was on the ground like some cochroach and the smile got even bigger. When I (red as a tomato) got on the bus and found it empty he just laughed and told me to relax.

- It's still five minutes til' the bus leaves.

Oh great.