Booktok Bus Mga Nobela at Kwento

He’s been told. The bus waiting for us is not your ordinary bus, it’s gigantic with nice large comfortable seats, a tv screen for each seat, a bar area and a bathroom at the back. Wow, they spare no expense. I’ve never seen a bus like this except on the television. Cody pulls me into the back where there is a sofa type seating and pulls me on to his lap. “I can’t wait to get you in bed tonight, sexy.” I blush. “I can’t wait for you to get me into bed tonight.” I rake my hands through his tousled curls, his hair is so soft. I bend my head forward to kiss him.

Our last stop was the bookstore where we bought what we'll need and even tried to bargain with the cashier in which she only stared at us and I knew she's judging us. Pauline, Erica, Lena and I also tried the photobooth and after a few minutes of trying to figure out how it works, we finally had our photos printed out and we put it in our newly bought wallet. It was fun and I have never had so much fun in my life. I just wish my best friends were with us, but I slowly accepted that she's not my friend any more. The day we're all waiting for came. Thankfully, the pack has a provided bus for the students, but it has a certain time to leave. Once you're late, you'll have to take a taxi or ride

There was a smattering of cheers and applause. Bianca cupped her hands around her ears. “I can’t hear you!” The cheers were louder this time. Even Mia cupped her hands around her mouth and whistled. I just stuffed my hands into my pockets and watched the scene with a raised eyebrow. Just then, the bus pulled in. It seemed Bianca, who apparently couldn’t even afford food and supplies for a few wolfless students last week, had pulled out all the stops. The bus was huge, one of the double decker ones with gleaming sides and a driver dressed in a crisp uniform with one of those little pillbox-style hats.

I called out, my father, as usual, grabbing the mail and reading half of it on his walk up, making it a ten minute ordeal. "Bye sweetheart- take it easy and don't let your cred fall." He joked, wiggling his elbow at me as I fought my way up the steps of the bus. My journey to the back was filled with bumps and jostles before I slammed down in my seat at the back of the bus. When it took off my crutch clattered and slammed into my face, cursing I looked out the window and saw a bright red car fly by, it looked expensive and like someone important drove it. It was the type of car guys would fawn over and girls would fawn for. This girl did not, however, instead I moved my crutch, slid my but i

She shoved it deeper into her bag. “Where’s this bus even go?” Eli asked, studying the faded schedule taped to the wall. “Doesn’t matter.” Ava leaned against the bench. “As long as it’s away.” He looked at her like he wanted to argue again, but then he sighed. “Okay. You’re the boss, psychic.” She almost smiled, but it didn’t last. The loudspeaker crackled. Bus 412 departing in five minutes. Eli grabbed her hand. “That one?”

It was few minutes to 10am. As we alighted from the bus, I stretched my self lifting my arms to the sky. It was then that I got to sample the bus properly. It was a OWEN 34, the best luxury bus they say and the sudden break down is something I can't explain. I turned around and noticed we were in the middle of nowhere. Just a green surrounding. "Let's sit over there. " said Trevor while pointing towards a grassland. The rest of the passengers were scattered across the grasslands. Some were going deeper into the shrubs to pee. "Don't go far. The Mechanic will soon be done. " screamed the driver. The driver;a huge man in probably his late fifties. He was dark in complexion and looked more lik

“We’re going to catch a bus again,” Becky told Abby. “I liked the bus,” Abby said. They waited at the stop and within five minutes the bus arrived. Becky walked up the stairs and paid their fare before leading Abby down the aisle to a spare seat. Abby was full of questions as they rode into the city. Becky explained about the numbers on the buses and how they told you where they were going. She showed Abby that they were on the number fifty-six bus and that it would drop them off at the place where her mother was staying. She let Abby push the button to let the driver know when to stop the bus for them to get off and Abby took it all in like a sponge. Becky didn’t think Abby would ever have

I look up and see the driver "Sorry to disturb you, miss, but we are stopping for the night. You are welcome to stay onboard the bus, but there is a room included in the price of your ticket in that motel over there..." I look to where he is pointing and nod my head. I close my laptop and put it back into my bag. I then stand as the driver moves back down the aisle. As I step down the steps, the driver says, "We leave at 7 am sharp. If you are not on the bus by then you get left behind." "Thank you!" I head to the desk of the motel and show the old lady my bus ticket. She reaches over, picks up a key and hands it to me, asking,

Patrick sighed and gently rubbed Avita's head, saying, "That's good then." Patrick kept Avita amused for another 10 minutes before the bus driver announced that the bus was leaving. Patrick and the other family members who were sending their relatives go finally got off the bus and watched it leave. Avita was seated in a two-seater, on the inner side rather than the aisle side. Her next-door neighbor was a middle-aged woman who, fortunately for her, did not enjoy conversing too much. The bus price from Wakothanie to Gaborone was OWD 700, and the journey took 20 hours. The journey from Wakothanie to the Botswana border was eleven hours, and the time taken between the two borders varied betwee