Pancho, who was called Pan among his friends, was waiting for the bus, along with the other students. It was cold, and he was wearing a brown coat and a chullo to keep himself warm. "Stupid bus", me muttered, because it was late. Not much though, just a few minutes, but it was really cold, and everybody wanted to get on the bus as soon as possible. He sighed and looked at the road, it was quiet and you could tell from the untouched snow that there hadn't been any vehicle on it since yesterday. The bus came, and everybody seemed to exhale out of relief, now they were finally able to get inside. The teacher told them to make lines so that it would be easier to get on the bus, but no one really listened since everybody just wanted to get inside. Soon, they were on their way. Pancho looked out the window as they drove by the landscape covered in white. It made him think of christmas, that was on its way.