She's been on this bus for a while. Kelly's slowly starting to get bored, despite the drama being played out in front of her.
"Ugh," she sighs inwardly. With no one to talk to this is not fun, but then again ... she doesn't really want people to talk to her.
Her drink bottle slips from her grasp, spilling open on the floor with a loud bang. The water spreads along the floor rapidly, making the area under the seats into a positive lake.
"Oops," she mutters. Bang goes her chance of staying unobserved. Still, she's managed so far.
The only reason she would stand out anyway would be because she's not weird.
She is normal.
That is what is different about Kelly.