Degrassi: Next Class Bus Crash Novels & Stories

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.

Danny said. “Mishka is dead,” Pasha cut him off, and their eyes bulged out in shock. “What!!” They both shrieked and Maya’s eyes turned misty. “This can’t be true!” “She was travelling on a bus and…. Bus is brutally crashed, no one survived.” Pasha said, and Maya covered her mouth in shock. “I need to call mom. I am sorry,” She said, walking away, while Danny was at a loss for words.

As soon as Anthony heard the news, he forgot all about the opening ceremony, which had descended into chaos. He immediately hurried to the scene of the accident. A black MPV had crashed into a bus. Both vehicles were burning in an inferno. Anthony recognized the MPV. It was the one he'd arranged to pick Isobel up. Light reflected off the glass shards that were scattered everywhere, piercing his eyes. He was in so much emotional pain that he couldn't breathe. He seemed to lose all his strength and collapsed onto the ground. "No… No!"

And why is no one else asking why they haven’t been in school? As she reached to open the library door, the door opened and the three she devils walked out. They ignored her and before passing her, Trisha bumped her shoulder against hers and scoffed at her. However, she didn’t remember that, the moment Trisha’s shoulder touched hers, she zoned out. Three girls were riding a monster truck, having the fun of their lives and drinking. The bottle of the one driving fell out of her hand and instead of asking her friends to pick it up for her, she decided to do it herself and at that moment, a school bus that seemed to have failed break was horning and speeding towards them. The girls have seen th

"I get it now. I bet you must've pulled some dirty trick, haven't you? Otherwise, how could a major company like Nexora Group suddenly change its tune and have Josephine removed as chairwoman? "You'd better tell me the truth today. Otherwise, none of you are leaving!" Before Jonathan could even grab me by the collar, the two policemen closest to me immediately pulled me back. "Sir, please watch your language." I couldn't care less about Jonathan and hurried to the riverside. With the help of the police officers, the hearse that had plunged into the river was finally pulled out of the water. Jonathan was also taken into custody for trying to stop an official procession. Seeing Dad's body brou

Cassie kept biting her nails nervously and she paused as her phone beeped, she hurriedly glanced at it and it was a notification about the news. “Hey, Scott. Turn on the television.” She ordered and Scott picked up the remote and turned it on, the news came on and everyone paid attention to it. “Earlier today there was an accident which caused an explosion and caused a lot of damages but there were only three casualties, the driver of the truck, the driver of the car and the passenger. The cops were unable to identify the bodies due to the burn but they already did a few minutes ago. The driver of the truck is Jason Truck, the driver of the car is George Timber and the passenger is a popular

With his standards now, even Amanda and Emily would have barely qualified if they hadn't gone to him earlier. He shook his head. "My car can't hold that many people." Four people was hardly "that many." Even an ordinary five-seater could handle it, and who was checking for overload these days? This was an extended seven-seater G-Class, after all. He was simply declining politely. The girl paled but dared not protest. After all, eleven of her classmates had already died under mysterious circumstances. The other girls didn't even dare speak. Most of them weren't as attractive as this girl; some weren't even close. Naturally, they didn't want to humiliate themselves.

The one he always used. The realization crashed over me, cold and merciless. My legs felt unsteady as I pushed myself up from the couch. “No,” Georgia said again, shaking her head violently. “No. That’s not…he wasn’t…” I didn’t know what to say. My throat had closed up, my mind struggling to process. The screen changed, showing footage of debris, of fire, of wreckage scattered across an empty field. “Rescue teams have been dispatched,” the anchor continued, “but officials confirm that the impact left no chance of survival. Families of passengers are being contacted…”

— Ira! the girl screeched. “I don’t want to end up in the next world ahead of time!” A little more, one step, and the girlfriends would have been under the wheels of a scheduled bus. The metal giant came to a halt with an ear-piercing creak, and from its window an avalanche of the driver's choice curses and the screams of passengers fell in an avalanche. They fell like dominoes, trying to grab onto each other in a panic.

“Let me guess—what have the kids done now?” “It’s not the kids,” she said gently. The smile fell from his face. “Bambi and Douglas Masters were in a collision early this morning,” she continued. “A fully loaded road train lost its brakes on the bend outside town. It hit their delivery truck head-on.” Silence took the steps and held them. Chris didn’t ask the next question; the answer was in the officer’s eyes. Rebecca stepped onto the porch with a glass of orange juice, sundress fluttering in the salt breeze. “Here’s your juice, hon. Who’s your new friend?”