Grown Ups 2: Bus Driver Novels & Stories

I didn’t open it. I didn’t want to read the words. Not yet. Maybe never. Instead, I looked out the window, watching the glassy campus gates come into view. The Marcell name still got whispers here, power, money, perfection. But underneath, I was just tired. The driver pulled up by the student dorms. He climbed out to open my door, his hand trembling slightly. “We’ve arrived, Miss.” “Good,” I said, stepping out, adjusting my sunglasses even though the sun wasn’t that bright. “If you’re ever late again, I’ll have you replaced by tomorrow.”

I told her. “Yeah, yeah, I know,” Annabelle said, patting my back. “Come on, let’s get you out of here before you turn into a waterworks plant, Ms. Hormones.” I gave her a little push and headed to the door. As we walked outside, a familiar truck pulled up in the driveway. I froze, staring, as the driver turned off the headlights and got out. Annabelle snorted from behind me. “Of course he shows up in the nick of time to see you looking fabulous,” she joked under her breath. She gave me a little nudge. “Forget about Gabby’s. Go talk to your man. You and I can chat some other time.”

I closed my eyes because I don’t want to see the next scene but the bus suddenly brakes and wakes us up. “I am sorry but I want to rest for a few seconds… My arms and legs are already numb because of the long drive” The driver said and he parked the bus at the side of the road and went down. I looked around to check what happened to the two men that our bus ran over. I keep looking around to see them but I can no longer see them. They were just gone. I saw the driver bring his lighter out and light the cigarette on his mouth after stretching his arms and legs. He is smoking as if nothing’s happened or nothing has really happened and like the girl a while ago. The two men might be part of my

I wonder how long I’m going to have to wait. As my mind continues to run through all the things that have happened today, my eyelids slowly droop before completely closing. *** “Zee. Wake up. It's time to go.” I slowly open my eyes and find a bus driver standing in front of me. I can’t get much information from him, besides his name is Gus, or at least that is what is written on his uniform. He also has a spattering of gray hairs telling me he is older.

Hindi ko aakalain na aabot ako sa pagkakataon na ito na mahuhulog ako sa isang lalaki na pinaglihi sa ampalaya. Mini bus ang sinakyan ko papunta sa meeting place namin dahil mas organized ang mga upuan at hindi gaano nagkakadikit ang mga pasahero. Nang napuno na ang mga upuan, may isang matandang babae ang pumasok. "Nay, wala na pong upuan para sa inyo po. Hanap na lang po kayo ng ibang transportasyon kesa po tumayo kayo buong byahe," sabi ng driver ng bus na may pag-alala sa matanda.

Lastborn wasn't sure it was their bus but Eniiyi was convinced that it was, after all it was the only blue bus around. They sat down and stuck their bags beneath their seats. She was sat beside a voluptuous woman who immediately struck up a conversation with them, wondering why they were traveling alone. They told her the same lie they had told bastard. The bus driver glared at the voluptuous woman talking to the children, she should just have told him that her children were coming along, it'd have saved him the trouble of shouting about for passengers. Anyway, his bus was full now and that was all that mattered to him. He'd reach the destination state quickly and reload back to Kogi State.

Xander Hayes The door slammed, echoing against the morning silence as I hopped from the driver's side of the Audi A8 L, Peter Monroe's preferred vehicle for transport. Three months into this job and I still can't get a hang of not being early. I guess it's just stuck with me after spending all those years in my line of work. Besides, I know firsthand not to keep bosses waiting.

As the window rolled down, she immediately recognized the driver—it was the same man from the bus. He looked to be in his early thirties, but his face was slightly wrinkled, and a scar near his right eye gave him a creepy appearance. Smiling at her, he offered, “Hey there, need a ride? I can drop you off wherever you’re headed.” Lysia instinctively took a step back and shook her head. “No, thanks. My house is just up ahead.” “It’s still a long way from here to Elmwood Crossroad.” His voice was calm, but there was something strange about the way he said it. He stepped out of the car, making it clear that he had overheard her entire conversation with the bus driver.

Christopher waited for all of them to get off before he did the same. “Hey, kid. Don’t pay them any mind. This place is a small, boring town, and they have had nothing new to talk about for a while. Being a new student will get you a lot of attention. Just ignore them,” the bus driver said and smiled at him before she let him out of the bus and drove off. He stood there for a bit when he heard a pickup truck park next to him. “I swear, Gunner. Next time you decide to drive fast, I will not take a ride with you,” he heard the girl yell. Did they seem to be friends, or maybe a couple? The way they were fighting, he would have to be inclined to the first.

It's been 2 days since the meeting happened. They now knew what they were trying to be with and what they would face there. And now that the wait is over, in front of a school bus, they stood while staring at it blankly except for Dominus and Hunter who seemed excited to go inside. "Do we really need to ride this school bus, dad?" Vanessa asked while looking at the orange-yellow bus with seats that can carry them all in. The triplets, Hunter, Steel and Dominus, will go on that mission but two of them remain interested in it.