The Wayward Bus Novels & Stories

I’ve decided on Oklahoma City and I'm using mom’s laptop to try to find a cheap place to stay. I might already have a job. The black escalade was gone when we left the funeral home and I haven’t seen it since. There hasn’t been any strangeness going on with Brodie and Wyatt, so it must have been my anxiety causing me to be suspicious. They had no idea about Rob or Wyatt would be in my face about it. I still haven’t contacted Rob. I don’t have it in me to deal with him and I want to enjoy my time away from him and not have him ruining it.

One after another they step out of the bus and walk away into the ocean of kids that was only about to get bigger. "Hey James, I'm going to take care of the horny teens in the other bus" Adam says, sounding almost a little annoyed that our peaceful ride is over. "You keep everyone here under control." I nod and get up from my seat as Adam steps out. "Ok everyone make a line outside the bus. If you leave and get lost I will not go out to find you and neither with your Alpha, but for every minute that you're gone you will run a mile. I don't care what time you get back, what you were doing, you will run them." I said as I look at everyone in the bus. Hastily, everyone got up, grabs their stuff

Irish said and walk in front of the alpha, already at the door. Aaron loves her attitude to be honest. The attitude shouts that she does not give a fuck to what society thinks; it's their brain anyway, they can keep trash in that. In the lift, they were both thankful for the Aracelic's presence. The pup was making cute little noise on the omega's shoulder. There was a wet spot there caused the drooling pup, but Irish didn't mind it. The car ride was same, Irish had placed a Google the map on her mobile, and the alpha was driving them to the venue.

Moreover, she is sawing with her own eyes, the angels seemed to keep coming and following the bus she and her friends were taking. Ardina took the time to take a look on the outside, shocking her very much. Her fear was true, suddenly the bus winding while avoiding a large truck that was passing a little recklessly. Makes the whole bus scream hysterically. Increasingly hysterical when the bus gets out of control of the driver and goes into a ravine. The bus rolled to the bottom of the ravine, making conditions that were originally calm become very noisy with the condition of the bus she was traveling in was in an unstable state.

“Are you alright?” Owen hovered close but not too close. He could deal with most things, but vomit was not one of them. They were parked on the side of the road, with cars honking as they passed the two oversized band busses loudly emblazoned with Two Way Street on all sides. The advertisement was a disadvantage, Emily thought miserably, when she had her head in a bucket. “Two Way Street!” Someone screamed out the window. The rest of the band and some roadies were fending off a carload of fans that had pulled up behind the second bus, and their laughter rolled back to her as James hammed it up for their photos, keeping them from wondering where Emily and Owen were.

the bus driver called. This time however, instead of getting off the bus, Carmen decided to stay, signaling the driver to move on. She watched the precinct disappear behind her. Maybe this is it? I just don't need to be at the precinct today! I'll call in sick. . . Her thoughts were cut short when the bus began to frantically swerve on the road after apparently coming into collision with a black Ferrari that was circling back and had driven too late into the other lane of the two-way, bashing into the side of the bus.

Warg said, and then when we got inside of the bus I shouted when I saw the driver was sitting there and looked lifeless and bathing with his blood. Warg kicked the driver outside and he closed the bus. A few of us left when one of the passengers decided that he was going to drive the bus. The bus runs and everyone exhales. The new driver never stopped but the weird thing is he was not talking, at first I thought he was just afraid like others but when I saw his pale hand like a rogue. I looked at Warg and he just held my hands. Like telling me that everything would be ok. "where are we going?" one of the passengers said, maybe they noticed that instead of straight direction the driver drifte

Even if they called for roadside assistance, help would have to come all the way from Rivershire. Wanda glanced at her watch. "At this hour, there should be a bus heading to Barcus County. I've taken it before when I went home. Why don't we just take the bus?" "Alright. I'll call roadside assistance to have the car towed back to Rivershire." After Cassian made the call, he and Wanda waited for over ten minutes before a vehicle finally arrived. It was a bus heading from Rivershire to Barcus County. When Cassian and Wanda boarded, they found the bus was fairly crowded. The awkward part was that there was only one empty seat left.

When I'd seen Mirelle in a wedding gown identical to mine and intimately leaning close to Theron, my last thread of lingering attachment snapped. The sudden call for the northern meadows suddenly hit me like a gust of wind, and the idea of running wild across endless open fields was too tempting to ignore. So, instead of boarding the original plane, I headed straight to the port and bought a one-way ticket bound for the northern meadows. I never knew that the flight I ditched had crashed or that Theron had unraveled into obsession just to find me. But even if I had, I wouldn't have cared. In the northern meadows, I met plenty of new friends. The wolves there were open, honest, and treated ev

Several minutes later, the rest of his colleagues caught up to him and their obvious displeasure was evident on their faces. After collecting their belongings, the group made their way through the arrival hall and onto a shuttle bus parked outside the airport. The bus would to the hotel that not only hosted the conference but also served as their accommodation: The Rita Zora. Morgan, as was his custom, took a seat in the rear of the bus next to a window. He enjoyed taking in the sights when travelling around in a new city and it made taking photos a lot easier.