Degrassi: Next Class Bus Crash Novels & Stories

Greg said, his voice heavy. Alaric watched as the Mercedes-Benz business car sped through the road like a streak of lightning, the inevitability of tragedy looming over it. Then, in one final, desperate maneuver, it veered sharply—colliding head-on with the black SUV. Both vehicles plummeted into the sea. Greg spoke quietly, his tone laced with sorrow. “The fuel tank of the business car was leaking… Teacher Greene must have had no other choice. She knew if she stopped, it would be over for her. This… this was her only way out.”

"Nine hundred and eleven, say your emergency." "I got out of class at Magno School and we just had an accident at the traffic light at number six hundred and twelve and East Thirty-fifth Street," I explained quickly. “Someone hit us from behind, the driver who drives my family got out and then three shots were heard... I go with my teacher, and she gets out of the van to see what's going on.” "Please tell me your name and how long ago this happened." “Luciano Basciano, just a few minutes... Please come quickly, something is wrong...”

Yet, whenever he looked at me, his expression would darken, and he'd yell at me to stay away from him. Eventually, I stopped getting my hopes up. After he falsely accused me of stealing, I had come to detest him. Meanwhile, Melina was scrolling through her phone. The audio was loud enough to draw my gaze. "At 9:00 am on November 23rd… A total of 208 passengers, including the flight crew, have perished. No one made it out alive. The rescue operation is underway at the crash site…" Elio instinctively turned his head to take a look.

Upon hearing Vera's words, Cassian felt his heart tensing up. He quickly asked, "What happened, Dr. Frost?" "A major traffic accident just occurred on Harland Street. Apparently, a school bus got hit by another vehicle. There are more than 20 elementary school children inside the bus," Vera explained. "The superiors have just ordered Rivershire Hospital to save the victims' lives. I'm rushing toward the crash site as we speak, but I can only be there in about 20 minutes."

It looked less like a wrecked vehicle and more like the remains of something torn apart and consumed. According to the report, the driver and more than a dozen passengers had all died at the scene. Then my eyes caught something in the lower corner of the screen: part of a license plate. It was blurred, blackened, and partly hidden beneath ash, but I could still make it out. My heart dropped. I knew that number. It was the bus we had taken earlier, the one we had gotten off halfway through the trip when Julian changed our route. If we had stayed on that bus, we would have died there too, reduced to bone and ash like everyone else.

Eason cursed under his breath and shifted to sit forward, popping more ice in his mouth as he continued to sweat black goo that smelled even worse now than before. "We've got news from the scene," one of them said. "So far, one bus has exploded, injuring seven people, including a group of students." "How long is Grace Wolfe going to put the lives of Mooncrest's citizens in danger?" Amira turned the channel as I tried to understand. Each channel seemed to have a different shot of smoke rising from the wreckage of the bus. My stomach turned as I got pieces of people's statements whenever Amira stayed on a channel long enough.

“I saw a big kid like that. Bee mentioned he was an athlete of some kind. Didn’t get a chance to question him. Why?” “He’s dead.” It was Katie’s turn to fall silent. Jesus. That was fast. “Dead? The kid who was on today’s field trip is dead?” “Yes.” “How?” “Car accident.” “Car accident,” Katie echoed. “After the Grasslands, the school buses always bring everybody back to their classes. So school lets out, and this guy climbs into his customized vintage Plymouth Barracuda and then crashes and burns driving home . . . and I mean burns.” Katie could hear wind gusting up outdoors. “Well that—”

Nelly said and the rest nodded positively and all stood up at the same time and left the class heading to their various car. ........................................................................ "Hmm so fast!" Michelle said holding her phone in tears as she rest her head in a bus transit "What!" Jasper said weakly in the bus close to mich "Take a look at the news" Michelle said Jasper took the phone and look at it, after awhile, he annoyingly smashed the phone to the floor and everyone on the bus stared at him weirdly and he didn't mind them but hold his head while crying... "It's okay brother, but where are we heading to now" Michelle ask curiously

I said biting my lip when he stopped what he was doing then he pointed to their white board so I looked at it. "The bus accident happened on June 10, according to our investigation, the bus rolled four times then it stopped, there were people who helped the passengers get out and the bus exploded, they said when they did the rescue, they all died in that tragedy" I suddenly sat on the chair, I don't know but I couldn't breathe, I immediately drank water and breathed deeply. "No, I know she's still alive, I can feel it" suddenly my tears fell but the policeman just sat down properly.

I said as he looked me over. “The police officer said that they stole the school bus and went on a joyride, drinking and crashed the bus into the school wall. From the turn off, the bus rolled about five times before stopping,” Falcon said to Kai. “What happened?” Kai turned to me as I looked down. “Officer McMurphy said they would probably rule it as an accident because they can’t determine who the driver was, they’re not getting any usable prints from the steering wheel. Kai…Jericho’s the only survivor, sixteen boys are dead,” Falcon added, not looking at me.