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Everyone seems pretty pumped up for a bus ride. Running down to meet the guys I was kinda hoping for some cheeseburgers or something. I guess they’re happy to get moving, whatever. Just what I want to do, ride some nasty old school bus that smells like French fries. That’s too weird. Fred thinks it’s cool though so, I guess I’ll just go along. He’s pretty chatty about this bio-diesel thing, so he must be impressed by it. I guess it is pretty neat that we can fill the tank from the fryers at Mickey D’s. As long as I get to keep the skateboard I found, I don’t care. Becka was grumbling that I’d need to ditch it, but if we're riding, I’m gliding.
I wonder why Granola Boy really wants us with him? Patrick says it’s for protection, I hope that’s it. Professor Nutter started going on about Cadbury Tails er somethin’. People just look at him like he’s out of his mind. If he’s straight, I bet he has a crush on Skye, the way he always pairs up with her and tries to give me crap, weirdo. As long as he stays away from Vark, I don’t care. It’s gonna get old curling up on these bus seats especially with folks complaining about tapping on metal, man, what a touchy bunch.
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If you would only recognize that life is hard, things would be so much easier for you.
- Louis D. Brandeis
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