I watched intently as a jelly baby went wizzing past my seat. It narrowly missed my leg but I dodged it almost effortlessly. I regained my posture and sat there with a smug grin on my face. Suddenly, when I was just reliving my awsome skills, a sweet flew across the bus and right onto my lap.
The impact winded me for a few seconds and it took all my strength for me not to cry out. Thankfully the jelly baby was quite light and I managed to slowly roll it off my body. The sweet rcked back and forward next to me, almost teasing me with the fact it was almost my size.
I stand up and stretch my feet so I am on my toes - desperately trying to see who was throwing the food. My efforts are wasted though as I am of course only two centimetres high. Too small for any other traveller to see me and two quiet for anyone to hear.
I flop back into my seat - tired from all the exercise. Due to my small size, it doesn't take a lot to exaust me. Another sweet lands very near to me and I decide enough is enough. I had been waiting so long for somebody to notice me, well, now I would need to take matters into my own hands.
I stood up again, shuffled nervously to the back of my seat and grabbed ahold of the strands of fabric. I hauled myself up to a higher level and grabbed another strand. I quickly got into a rhythm and soon was at the top of the seat. I was terrified in case the bus made a sudden stop as I would surely topple over the edge.
I scanned the whole bus until I spotted who had thrown the jelly babies. It was a girl. Around sixteen or seventeen. She had remarkably pale skin and muddy red hair. I had seen her before, watched her walk past me several times. When ever something big happened on this bus, it always seemed to include her.
She was only a couple of rows behind me, I prepared myself to jump. Us Piynies have adapted very well to the big world and are exeptionally good at jumping - we can almost fly.
I leap from one row to the next until I land right next to the girl. She obviously doesn't see me - no one ever does. I shout as loud as I can, "hello!" Nothing. "HELLO!!"
I look around to see if anybody else heard. Nope.
There is only one option left. I swing my arms back and jump one last time.
Thud. I land gently on the top of the girl's shoulder and tap the back of her ear.
"Hello," I say. "I'm Nell, and can you please stop throwing things?"