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He was still feeling awkward from his encounter with Savita and wondered what Savita was thinking. Sonia paused to catch her breath, and then continued, "Now, before we hit the road, I'd like to go over a few things to remember." She glanced at her group of fifteen passengers, all of whom were eagerly leaning in to listen. "First and foremost," Sonia said, "our bus is equipped with state-of-the-art features that are designed to ensure your comfort and safety. Despite being a large vehicle, we have made modifications to accommodate ten sleeper berths, so you can rest easy during our long journey. Additionally, we have the latest communication and navigation devices on board, which will allow

But he shouldn’t forget that, by next year, I will be with Efosa. We boarded the first bus, which would take us to a neighboring village where buses to Lagos departed. Solomon and I sat in the middle of the bus, waiting for it to fill completely before it finally left. The second bus we entered was different, newer and far less cramped. Unlike the first bus, where we were packed tightly together, this one had more space, seating just three people per row. By then, the sun had risen, lighting up the earth around us. Then before the second bus started its journey, an older man stood at the entrance of the bus, clutching a worn Bible with pages curled at the edges. He began to pray, and almost

Isabella replied, stepping forward. Finally, he looked up at me. “Alvara Dane.” “Yes,” I said. He gave a small nod and gestured toward the bus door. “Welcome. You may board.” We climbed in one after the other. The moment I stepped inside, I paused for a second. The interior was nothing like the regular buses we were used to. Soft leather seats lined both sides, wide and comfortable, with enough space between them that you didn’t feel cramped. The windows were large, letting in streams of morning light, and the air inside smelled faintly clean and new.

‎ ‎Sophie glanced around at the bus's amenities and said to me, "This bus is pretty fancy, and it even has air conditioning. ‎When I was researching this trip, I saw other tour groups that had old vans, small, shabby, nothing special, just some cookies to snack on." she said. ‎ ‎"Must be that this tour package is a bit more expensive," I guessed. ‎ ‎For some reason, ever since I left the hotel, I’d had the feeling that a sharp gaze was fixed on me, making me uneasy. It felt like there was a constant presence behind me, even on the bus.

It was the start of the new semester, so I got on a bus headed toward a college campus. The moment I stepped on, I was nearly crushed by the number of bodies on board. It was packed wall to wall. People were pressed together with barely any room to stand. I craned my neck to scan the back of the bus. Just as I imagined, amid a cluster of older passengers stood a girl in a short plaid skirt. There was a large suitcase set beside her. It was obvious that she was a freshman. She was likely just arriving for registration. Her face still carried that bright, sheltered innocence from high school.

she asked, puzzled. "Someone sponsored our trip this time, Princess," he replied casually. "Although there are conditions, but it's not good to refuse a stroke of luck," he continued, and immediately, the bus door opened automatically. "Welcome to the luxurious bus, Princess," Gilbert said with his exaggerated style, while boarding the bus backward. Loretta linked her arm through his enthusiastically. "Nathan rented this bus for us," she said, pulling Haisley inside. Haisley was utterly surprised when she saw the inside of the bus. This was the first time she had seen a vehicle transformed into a luxurious living room.

Camden added. “On.” Sebastian nudged them to the steps. His eyes softened anyway. “Behave.” “Define behave,” Caleb said. “Caleb.” “Understood.” The bus exhaled heat and vinyl. They slouched like it was a verb they invented—hoods up, knees wide, arms along the seat backs. Lior took mid-row by muscle memory. Caleb took left, Camden took right. A bracket that looked casual and wasn’t. The driver barked about legs in the aisle. Caleb reeled his knee in an inch. Camden’s thigh pressed, eased, pressed again—the tide undecided. Peppermint snapped bright then settled; spearmint set heavy under it, smoothing and roughening by turns.

Snappy with the man ushering me in here and I wrench myself out of his grip and throw myself into a window seat childishly, carrying my shoes. The bus is a small transport that seats twelve people. Long and low with pairs of comfortable leather seats on each side of the aisle and tinted windows. Like the limousine of buses. The driver looks hired, so I know to be hush-hush about what went down and I sulk like a child, crossing my arms over my chest and stare out into the dark street, tapping my bare feet against the leg as my heels nestle in my lap where I just dropped them. Alexi shows up minutes after me looking devoid of any sort of regret, and like an automatic trigger for my wrath, my t

Slowly but carefully, they both stalked toward the dead body which was laggardly turning into ashes. Dedari picked up the book which should contain no more than ten pages, seeing its smallish and thin size. "Won’t you open it?" Jacob asked, seeing Dedari hold the book tightly in his hand and disappear into mist. "I will when we get to the bus. Let’s get going already." Dedari said, watching as Jacob huffed before turning into mist too. Together, they moved very fast through air, toward the camping region where the bus which served as their tour house was located.

Mama bids me farewell and wishes me a great day ahead, and I say the same to her. I spot a big tour bus at exactly seven thirty-two driving down my street with the logo of the Go Project on it, and I know it comes for me. Once it reaches where I stand, he stops and its door opens to me. “Good morning, sir.” I greeted the older man on the steering wheel and he smile radiantly back at me. I noticed the seats of the bus are yet to be occupied and I move to take my seat while the bus resumes its movement when I see Caroline sitting on the second to the last roll.