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Buttercup greeted Vince, the bus driver, as she stepped onto the Harbor City Transit bus and made her way to the back. She had too much on her mind and didn't feel like chitchatting with anyone. Vince seemed to sense her mood and, after the initial welcome, left her to her thoughts, which were a jumbled mess.

I didn’t get into college, so I took a job driving a city bus. Once I finished training, I started working the night shift with Uncle Tim. He had always been the kind of guy who followed every rule. But that night, he wouldn’t let me pick up a single passenger. He even made me keep the bus dark the entire route. Uncle Tim died shortly after that incident. A few days later, someone told me something that made my blood run cold. Uncle Tim had actually been dead for quite some time. So who the hell had been riding with me that night?

"Don't be scared. After the exam, I'll take you shopping for a new phone tonight." I closed the door and told the driver, "Eastbrook High School. As fast as you can." The driver knew it was exam day, so he floored the accelerator, ran several red lights, and refused to take my fare when we arrived. I sprinted onto campus and spotted Mrs. Williamson standing outside the academic building, frantically talking on the phone. She was so anxious that she was practically stamping her feet. "What do you mean both buses went to Westhaven? Who told you to go to Westhaven? Our entire class is testing at Eastbrook High School! Turn around and come back immediately!"

well more of old dirt fur was all over the place, but I always say to never judge a book by its cover. Then as we grabbed our bags stepped with caution up to the doors opened leading us to see a Gargoyle riding the bus. He opened the door and a good long look placing his sunglasses down to the ridge of his nose to see us properly. With that, he chewed his gum at the same time having one of those skewers in his mouth, interesting multitasking. About a middle-age probably works out cause he did look buff. Seemed more a gang member than a bus driver, wearing simple black ripped jeans and a black shirt and the same leather jacket the other boy was wearing at the bus stop. Maybe they were related

He nodded and went inside with some of the guys who carried the driver into a dispensary. The driver was soon admitted and the luxury bus office in Numan was contacted. The hospital was sorted and the driver's boy came out. "Let's get inside. Time to go. " he announced. He was the boss now. "How's the driver? " I asked Trevor while we were getting into the bus. "He will be fine. He's down with fever I guess but they'll take care of him. They are currently running some tests on him. " he said. "We made contacts. He'll be fine. " he added and I nodded. We were all seated in the bus but there was a problem. The bus wouldn't move. It was almost 4:00 pm. "I am sorry. " began the driver's boy whil

“Before we break, I’d like to introduce our volunteer driver, Rebecca. She’ll keep Moonrunner rolling through the rest of the day’s route.” Rebecca, a sturdy warrior with kind eyes, stepped forward from the back of the crowd. “Happy to help,” she said with a respectful nod. Jason handed her the keys. “Moonrunner’s in safe hands.” Rebecca climbed aboard, buckled herself into the driver’s seat, and waved through the window. “Let’s keep this moving.” With that, the bus’s engine rumbled back to life. Pups and elders still milling stepped aboard once more, and Rebecca guided the Moonrunner down the familiar roads, ensuring the pack’s journeys continued without pause, even after their Alpha and Lu

I ordered The driver pulled over I saw the big bus driving towards his car ,I watch with a smirk as they collide ,Alvin car was with a lot of damage,if Alvin didn't die ,he would definitely sustain serious injuries Growing up in a family like mine the only way to protect yourself and your love ones is murder!

I responded, not minding whatever Jade had just said. Greg rose up from his seat, peeking at me from inside. “He took the ‘do what you got to do tonight’ so seriously that he forgot to wake up,” he shouted, causing everyone to laugh out loud. And they started the Captain! chant again. Gosh, these guys can be stupidly funny. My ears already burned hot from embarrassment. Coach smiled and gestured for me to get in the bus. And I got in. I quickly scanned the bus. Everywhere was filled up already— co-coaches, assistant trainers, medics. There were only two seats left.

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.

"OVERBOARD 2018 you doll! My goodness i gotta watch this hey, this is serious you know why? I've been searching for this movie i don't know for how long and i wouldn't even be ableto d******d it... Guys!😄😄come and watch the best movie of the year". They all came but Candice came last with her whole full container ice cream flavoured with chocolate and doubled with mint and yoghurt, for them to eat. They filled the couches and had the best time of their lives, watching the movie quietly. Candice liked what she saw, growing up together, studying together now here...it was amazing so she thought.