The train was going to arrive in two hours, she had arrived two hours earlier due to London’s unpredictable traffic. Shoving her small umbrella into her shoulder bag, she walked up to the ticket booth that people didn’t use often.
“ Ticket to Brighton. ” she said. After receiving the ticket from the large woman, she gave a quick thank you. The worker gave a hard to read grunt before moving on to the next person.
The girl didn’t have time for people like her today. The only important thing in her life right now was uni. Knowing her luck though, she was failing at this very moment. With all this homework and late assignments, she was bound to.
Soon she reached the mall area of the station, clothing brands, shops, restrooms etc.
The station cafe was small though, with rustic features ( like wooden support beams and wooden crates outside for decoration ) She had been in the station for fifteen minutes and her stomach was already like a beast. Ugh! She said, the que for the orders was just as big as last time. Nearly going out of the shop itself.
She picked up a ham baguette and a water bottle before joining the que. Twenty five minutes later she was out in one of the outside booths and quickly finishing her assignment to the best of her ability.
Some dumb religious work on the negative effects of some utter rubbish. And somehow power and response where wedged in their.
Fifty minutes later she was making her way to the toilets. Once inside one of the large cubicles, she rummaged inside her bag, talking out a hairbrush with sharp bristles - she had to move out the main building to climb some stairs to the other side to reach her platform and the rain today was already getting on her nerves.
She yanked the hell out of it before grabbing the loose hair wedged inside and throwing it in the bin.
After brushing her brown hair, she tied it up in a low ponytail before looking in the mirror. Heavy bags under your eyes was normal when you studied sociology for five hours the night prior. Taking some powder, she dabbed it on her bags before putting it back in her makeup bag.
She opened her makeup bag and picked out her favourite lipstick, reapplying a heavy layer of dark red to her bottom lip before rubbing the two together.
Finally, she exited the cubicle and waited outside on the platform, the ladybug umbrella not needed as she had shelter underneath the buildings overhanging upper floor.
Buzz! She took the phone out of her pocket, gave it an angry look before putting it away again.
No way was she ever talking to him again. A one night stand and now he thinks he can text her whenever!
Her legs where shaking uncontrollably now ; maybe wearing skinny leggings wasn’t the best option. But they did look good with her new shape wear. When the train finally showed up around the corner, only five minutes later, she climbed on board.
She walked from the right end of the train right to the near middle. Finding a four seater table which she littered with her numerous papers, flask, laptop and purse, which held her credentials.
After four or five minutes a man walked over in uniform asking for her ticket. He gave her a smile. He was around fourty, with ancient glasses and grey hair.
“ Lovely day isn’t it miss... ” here he looked at her ticket “ Absiddy. ” He gave the ticket back and beamed at her.
“ Some could say, ” She murmured.
“ Well I hope you have a nice day. ”
“ Creep. ” she breathed under her breath.
Around fifty minutes later she felt the hairs on there back of her neck rise, her stomach feel suddenly empty and the entire carriage shake.
Three minutes later, and yells where heard from the front and back of the train. The passengers gave a lost puppy look, turning their heads left and right.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are taking an emergency stop. Leave all belongings onboard and exit through the emergency doors!
Whispers and exclamations of protest where heard before everyone stood up and proceeded to grab their things. Absiddy heard a particularly angry welsh woman swearing loudly at a worker who was running up and down checking for something.
Absiddy managed to walk three steps before louder shouting was heard and all the employees where yelling for everyone to smash the windows and climb out. Of course, no one did.
“ Three hundred people are on this train and you expect me too get out that tiny window. Bloody idiot. ” Someone shouted.
Babies where crying, kids screaming, elders asking what was going on and everyone else was stood up shouting at the poor workers who where trying to reach an emergency window.
The screams where put to an end though, by a piercing screaming sound before the entire train shook. Absiddy took this as an opportunity to push past and grab the small hammer, smashing the window. So a few people have glass laying on their laps. So what!
She wasn’t going to die because of a few hundred ignorant people.
She jumped out the window, lucky that the train had stopped five minutes ago. She managed to only get a few scratches on her knees but overall was in good condition. Everyone in the train was staring at her, suprised looks on their faces
She ran out from the tracks and onto the grass before the train exploded and went up in flames.Her head tilted back and she blacked out.
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