>>> Are We There Yet? -The Bus Ride-

[bridgetainsworth]

Bridget was glad, who was sitting back on her seat in the bus, she would never have to go back in there again. She looked out the window. She could see the beautiful stars in the sky. She looked at the sunset quickly fading, it was actually kind of pretty here. It reminded her of The Outsiders, this book they had to read a few years ago. They talked about seeing sunsets a lot. That book also kind of reminded her of Valkyrie. There were the Socs and Greasers in the book. There were the Valks kids and Shaks kids her. Was she referring to the Shaks kids as being greasers, no. But they were both from two different worlds.

Bridget opened the pack of Baked Lays original chips she bought at the station. She hoped they weren't poisoned she read a story about something like that happening once. She pooped one in her mouth, then realized how hungry she was. Once she to Vegas she would defiantly go get some food. She remembered all the great places from last time she was there. She also remembered all the great places to party. In only a couple hours would they finally be there. Every time she thought about it she got more and more excited. "It is going to be amazing." she said to Anne. Then she saw Anne fall asleep. Bridget probably wouldn't fall asleep yet. She had her cappuccino to keep her awake. She also had her i-pod to keep her company if all her friends fall asleep.

The time on the bus went quickly for awhile. Bridget listened to her i-pod pretty much the whole time. Right when Bridget lifted up her cappuccino to take another sip of what was left , the bus went over a little bump. That caused her cappuccino to spill on her white cami. "Shit!" said pretty loudly, the cappuccino stained and it was still hot! She grabbed the napkin the was wrapped around the cup and started to try to get out the stain. She pulled out a stain stick she keep in her purse at all times and rubbed in on it. Then she put her jean jacket on to cover it up. "Great." she said to herself," just great." Luckily for her, though, she would be in Vegas very soon.

[faden]

"Well, hey now, at least I'll be a colorful skittle, which, in the end is the most important thing." She said nodding a bit. Habitual Skittle? She actually did like that. Which was strange because she really only ever let Chase call her Skittles because of the meaning behind it. "I think a rainbow Skittle would be the best skittle ever. All the little stripes of color being a different flavor." She said with a nod as she put a yellow skittle in her mouth. She always ate her skittles a specific way. Yellow and oranges first, then purples, then greens, the reds. It was in order of her least favorite to her most favorite.

Laura grinned, "Well, it's good you're proud of who you are Ben." She said, looking down at him over the seat's back. "And I think they do make pins for it." She added. She hoped she wasn't bothering him. She didn't want to get in the way of his sleeping or reading time or anything. Or maybe he'd like to go sit with his sister.

“Hey, Laura, do you wanna come sit next to me? We only have a while ‘till we get to Vegas.”
If Laura blush she would've. She wanted to but she didn't want to leave Faden on his own. She glanced to see if he'd be alright with and gave a small laugh as he was already asleep. She then had to check with one other person. Her brother Chase, she didn't want Ben in trouble with her brother from them simply sitting next to eachother. Chase though looked rather busy with girls and his idiot friends. So she turned back to Ben and nodded, stepping around and sitting down next to him. "Might as well." She replied, "For the safety of it and all." She added with a smirk.

[freddy]

Claire shrugged, tearing open her package of Twix and taking one out. Crossing her legs in the seat, she took a bite. “I’m okay with that. Who needs sleep when we’re going to Vegas?” She could imagine that almost no one was going to sleep this weekend, so why should she be the exception? “Besides, after the Twix I’ll be fine.” She smiled, taking another bite. Twix had always been her favorite candy. Every time she and her dad would move and they would get road food, that was what she would get. Never the special kinds, but just regular Twix; some might call it her comfort food.

She glanced at her phone clock a little while later. It reported that there was only about a half hour left until they arrived in Sin City. Anxiety came in a knot in her stomach. She didn’t know why though. She was about to spend a whole weekend with an amazing guy that she liked a lot. There shouldn’t be any problem, right? Or…Maybe that was the problem. “About fifteen left.” She told him with a smile. “I’m so excited now.” Had anyone not known her much, they might have taken her bouncing right knee as excitement, but in fact, it was a way to vent her nervousness.[/color]

[xmindfreak]

<sub>Taking no real interest in what he was saying, Blake turned his eyes to look at Jason again. “Hm, true enough. Not really saying anything else, the English male shrugged again, eyebrow raised at her. Yeah, he definitely recognized her from various events, parties and fashion shows. His father had started to drag him to all sorts of boring events to keep him out of trouble, that mouth did usually get him beaten up at one point or another. Now that they lived in California, those invitations quickly tripled. Of course, the red carpet was always an interesting experience.

“Brit-Brat? Hm, that one’s new. I’ll remember to cherish that one forever, Canadian. Really, I will.” Sarcasm hypothetically pouring from his soft voice, Blake shrugged boredly again before pushing his other ear-bud into his left ear. This was quickly boring him. His eyes looking to the bus driver at the announcement, he sighed softly in relief, turning the volume on his angry music up again. “No, not more obvious. You just do it obviously, being Canadian or American.” Raising into a standing position, he wiped the sweat from his awkwardly long hands on the denim covering his long legs.

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[leslie]

“Of course it is.” He replied with a smile. “It’s not who you’re with, what you wear, or what you have. In the end, all in life that matters is what color you are.” Ben laughed, shaking his head a little. “As for being a rainbow Skittle, I think you’re right on that too. Skittles taste good separately, but all together…We could make a fortune on this. They’re not technically Skittles, after all.” Ben could find a loophole in a lot of things; it was just something else he was good at. Twisting the cap off his drink, he took a swig then put the cap back on.

“Hey, I like being proud. At least I’m not arrogant.” Like Luke Summitt… Ben managed to keep his anger quashed as he smiled back at her. “And I think you’re right. I’ve seen a few Nerd pins around. I should get me one of those while we’re here. Vegas is bound to have one.” Vegas was bound to have anything that a person could want or need. Especially if it was illegal.

His smile widened as Laura decided to sit next to him. He looked back at where she had been though, and saw that Faden was asleep. If that was the only reason she sat next to him that was perfectly okay. Just as long as she was. “Safety is everything you know.” He remarked with a chuckle, shaking his head at his own stupid excuse. He glanced at his wrist watch and smiled again. “We’re almost there. Only like…Ten minutes or so.”

[Min-Sook Park]

PitStop
Nikki turned to see Jake. She had forgotten about him. Nikki had went to 'fetch' Natalie and then they had to get off the bus. Natalie listened to Jake. "I'm Natalie," She said. He must have been Jake, from what she knew-and Nat didn't know much about him at all.

"We gotta go in," Nikki said. It seemed so quick but the two went into the bus.

On the bus
Nikki sat o nthe bus, while Natalie sat in another seat. This seemed like forever when you were bored out of your mind. Nikki waited for Jake to come on the bus, as Nat wondered where her crush was.

(stinks. g2g)

[Jason Lévesque]

"Good to hear. What can I say? I love leaving a mark." Jason sneered, meaning metaphorically and physically. He was truly thinking about punching this guy in the face. To think he was better than Jason? That was ridiculous. Jason was far more cocky and self absorbed to let some low life Brit-Brat talk and mess with his mind. Right? Jason shook his head, rolled his eyes a little as he stared out the window. He ignored the Brit-Brat, hoping to never encounter upon him again, and continued to face the view. He knew he made women nervous. He knew he stood out the most when going for a woman, because he was very up front. And that's what he loved. He took another sip of his Monster and continued to look at time slowly moving by. He couldn't look back over at Anne or Daphne. They now officially were fucking with his mind.

Time couldn't go any slower for this kid, though. All he had on this bus was his Monster and tray table. The Doritos even sounded inviting. You see, when he went onto the bus, he didn't know that they would really have nothing. He was so used to the televisions in limos and radios in any kind of transportation that anything besides a wallet sounded unnecessary to bring onto a bus. But now, it was his first experience of ever being on this kind of a disgusting bus, doing nothing. He examined the desert, although. Usually the stars and moonlight reflecting on the orange dust would interest people, no? Well, not Jason. He didn't want to think, because with every sip of the Monster, his energy regained. His back toughened. As well as the idea of Las Vegas. He'd be a whole new person. Somewhat. There's no way Jason could honestly be worse, right? Wrong. Little did he know that his dream was unfolding disaster.

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[faden]

Laura laughed, "Yeah, we should totally market them. How much for a bag you think?" She grinned and had yet another yellow and orange one. She slouched down in the seat a bit. Resting her knees on the empty chair in front of her. "So, what color would you say you were?" She asked.

Laura nodded. True true. Arrogance was something Laura really hated in a person. Chase only pretended to have it so Laura was allowed to like him. Another type of person Laura disliked were hypocrites. Which is why she reasoned out everything. "Pride is fine as long as it doesn't get out of hand so I understand you're meaning perfectly. And you should get one."

"I know. I can't wait." She said excited. "I mean, I'm not a gambler or too much of a party goer or a club hopper but all of the weird exhibits people in our school are going to be ignoring as they get drunk and have sex are where I'm headed. Oh and hey, since you're rooming with Faden I guess we'll be neighbors. Him and I made sure we were next to eachother, room wise I mean. After all, he should have a friend near by if his roomates get sick of him" Faden didn't have many friends, so obviously him and Laura spent a shitload of time together. Not she minded but she hoped he'd make some friends with his roomates.

[Daphne Hayes]

The time of their arrival was coming nearer and Daphne just had that feeling in her stomach where you just wanted to scream with excitement. As lazy as she was before, just leaning against her chair looking out the window, she couldn't help but sit at the edge of her seat now. Anne slowly woke up after Daphne had said her name and Daphne dismissed the fact that Anne said in her sleep. When Anne asked her what time it was Daphne opened her mouth - "It's 9-"

"Shit!"

Daphne jumped a little of the loud outburst. Driving in a silent bus for two hours did that to you. It was Bridget. Though the lights on the bus were dim, she could tell that Bridget got some of her coffee on her tank-top. Daphne looked down at her own threads to check if she got any of those chex mix things on her own white/cream colored tank-top. Thankfully it was only crumbs and she brushed them off. "It's ok Bridge," she said, "we'll probably just change out of these clothes before we go and scope up Vegas," she said as Daphne already started mixing and matching clothes she brought with her together in her head. Well, from what Diem found on the internet, most of the clubs were high-class and their dress code was even stricter than Valkyrie's uniform. So, Diem helped Daphne pick out some minidresses for those clubs. Why her little sister didn't want to go, Daphne didn't know. Well, she had an idea which ended with, "...that place is filled with drunken alcholic whores." But, Daphne promised herself next year, Diem would have to go. Afterall, Daphne would be a senior and it would be her last year. "Oh, right...the time," Daphne said as she remembered Anne askinger her the time, but this time she couldn't even murmur a syllable since she was once again interrupted.


"Ladies and gentlemen! This is your bus driver speaking again. If you look to your right you will see the ever-famous Las Vegas sign. As we enter the strip I'll talk to you about Vegas while we are making away to Treasure Island Hotel And Casino..

Las Vegas, an ever-changing fantasy-land of a city, has seen unbelievable expansion since it emerged from the desert 100 years ago. The sights and sounds of Las Vegas are enjoyed by over 38.9 million visitors every year. They stay in some of the most glamorous, unique hotels in the world. They eat at five-star restaurants and expansive buffets. They play at casinos, pools, health spas and golf courses. Sometimes (many times, actually) they even marry each other. You will be dazzled by Vegas, but the sheer number of things to see and do can seem overwhelming. A little advance planning will help you to enjoy your Vegas trip.

Now, if you are new to the city, it could be very different from where you are from there are many means of transportation. Las Vegas is a compact city with many attractions available in the central area around the Strip and downtown. Transportation options are numerous and varied, from renting a vintage Cadillac Eldorado or new Corvette, to hopping on a city bus, taking a cab or riding the Las Vegas Monorail, one of the most modern transportation systems in the world. you can get around on: Car Rentals, Buses, Limousine Services, Taxis, The Las Vegas Monorail, or you could just simply walk. Right now it is a cool 66 degrees...."


Daphne half listened to the bus driver knowing that he was probably required to give them information on the city they would be staying at. Daphne was on a high as she looked out the window with Anne at all the bright lights of the beautiful city. God, was she glad they arrived at night and not in the afternoon. This way they could experience the night life of the city.

The bus passed people, cars, shops, and anythign you could imagine. "It's so beautiful," Daphne exclaimed and even though Anne had the window seat she pressed her hands against the window to get a better view. She didn't want to miss a thing. "Look at everything!" she breathed.


"So, I hope you enjoy Las Vegas, Nevada as much as every other tourist does. We are now at Treasure Island Hotel & Casino."


Wow, the ride was done already? After a few moments of half the kids running out Daphne got up as well with her Dasani and chex mix and clambered off the bus. Wow. The hotel seemed to reach to the sky painted in gold. The bus driver was unloading all the luggage as many people walked by, some looking at all the highschoolers as some just walked by not even paying attention to them.

They were here.
Let the excitement begin.

[amanda]

"Hey beautiful"

Amanda had been complimented thousands of times by tons of different guys. Cute, hott, sexy, and one guy even called her 'bangable' to her face, but nothing compared to when a guy called her beautiful. Especially when Joey called her beautiful. She blushed slighty as he twirled her around and talked loud enough for most people to hear them, but not because she was embarrased. Amanda wanted everybody to know that they were together for a few reasons. She wanted all of the girls to know that they were together so that they would know to keep their hands and eyes off of him. What happened with Daphne would be nothing compared to what would happen if Amanda caught another girl even thinking about Joey in more than a 'friendly' way.

God, she was becoming so obsessive over him, but the way he treated her made her fall in love with him over and over, and anything that threatened that (Ashley) would have to be removed. Another reason why she wanted everybody to know was becuase she wanted acknowledgement for a lasting relationship, and she wanted people to be jealous of her. Having the reputation she had, most people/nobody believed that Amanda Summitt would actually be able to settle down and stick with one guy. Oh hell, she didn't even believe that she would be able to do it, but the way that he treated her made her want to.

As they sat together, her head on his shoulder and his arm around her, she smiled imagining how perfect they must have looked. After talking for a while, they enjoyed the silence together, and Amanda slowly drifted off to sleep. She always did tend to fall asleep on long car rides, and now that she had somebody comfortable to lean on, it was basically inevitable. The ride reminded her much of what had happened between them on the beach, or at her house. In eachothers arms, but now instead of the breeze and sound of the waves around them, they had the soft chatter of fellow students talking and gossiping on the bus. Instead of sand beneath their feet, it was a freshly vacuumed bus, but it didn't matter much. They were together and that's all that mattered.


"I'm sorry Amanda, please, stop crying"
"What the fuck do you mean stop crying? Your leaving me! Joey, I don't understand why I can never see you again. Please, don't leave me! I love you Joey, please, don't go"
"I have to Amanda, I still love you too, but, Ashley needs me"


"Noo, I hate you Ashley" she moaned as the loudspeaker projected through the bus, waking her from her dream, which was more like a nightmare. Rubbing her eyes gently, Amanda smiled as she realized that it was all a dream, and she was still comfortably in his arms, but that smile was easily wiped away upon remembering the reality of it. The tears, the expression on his face, the situation-it all seemed to real. God, becuase of that freaking Ashley chick, he could be gone at any second.

Amanda was quiet most of the time during the rest stop, staying close to Joey and only mummbling a few words to him here and there. Many complaints about the gas station were heard throughout the different groups of kids, and yes, the gas station was no where near Valkyrie standards, but it was very intune with the real world, and Amanda knew that. She hadn't always been a Valkyrie girl, and knew that no, not everything was paved in gold and expensive, and yes, sometimes you had to stop at weird gas stations in the middle of nowhere. She did, however, buy a red bull and a pack of gum in the gas station. The red bull was to help her wake up, and the gum was for chewing..obviously.

It was pretty odd that Amanda wasn't talking a lot because she truly was excited for the tip, but she just couldn't get the dream out of her mind. All of that changed though the closer and closer they got to Vegas. The signs, the lights, the people, the excitement! It all surrounded her more and more by the second. Soon the driver came over the soud speaker again, announcing their arrival. Turning from to window to look at Joey, her eyes were wide with excitement of how much fun they would be having in a matter of minutes. "We're here!"

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[ally]

The sound of the loud speaker woke the young Italian man up. Wiping away the excess drool from the corner of his mouth Alessandro let out an exhausted yawn as he lifted himself up sitting upright on the chair. Rubbing the sleep from his dark brown eyes Alessandro looked out the window to see it, oh boy did he see it alright.
The lights, the dreams, the fantasies that do come true and oh boy were his knickers suddenly in a twist.
“We’re here? So soon?”
He asked himself as he pulled up the sleeve on his right arm and glanced at his black, thin strapped leather watch. Grabbing the bower hat on the seat beside him he placed it on his head, his eyes fixed on the moving buildings outside the bus windows that belonged to the fantastic, mind boggling world that he was in. Las Vegas, the place you could get hitched in five minutes, the place you could win millions at or lost your house and cat but never the less he was there; In the middle of all things that went wrong or went right.

"So, I hope you enjoy Las Vegas, Nevada as much as every other tourist does. We are now at Treasure Island Hotel & Casino."

The driver declared through the loudspeaker causing Alessandro to look up from the window. They were here? As in the hotel and the casino already? But they had only just left out right? He hadn’t got off at the stop for a pee or anything but in all things realistic he was asleep but wow… Alessandro couldn’t quite believe how much he had slept on the trip but on the bright side it meant he could stay out late for the rest of the night.
A smirk came to his lips as he unbuckled his seatbelt and carelessly dived out almost into the aisle of the buses passage way.
“Las Vegas!” He cried with happiness to himself as he jumped down the buses steps until his shoes hit the pavement and the wind hit his face, “I’m going to go gambling, I’m going to go meet some chicks, I’m going to… I’m going to need I.D”
Alessandro whined during the end of his sentence. He was seventeen, not twenty-one which meant sadly he was going to have to become twenty-one until this trip was done. How hard could it be to find a fake I.D? He had plenty of money with him thanks to mummy and daddy so paying shouldn’t be an issue.

Sighing in thought Alessandro moved from the buses steps and over to where the luggage was being piled. His bag hadn’t came out as of yet so his thoughts continued to fizzle and spurt from all different directions.
Maybe they won’t ask for I.D? Maybe I’ll get off lucky and they’ll think I’m twenty-one?
Snapping back to reality by the sight of his bag the Italian picked it up and wheeled it back to where he was standing before.
Las Vegas was so beautiful, so fetching, so brilliant and oh how he wanted it.
He wanted to do it all.
He wanted I.D.

[chloe]

”See? I can clearly see that the blonde is clearly hot, yet I don’t do the American thing, like you’re doing.” Pushing his long legs into a standing position, Blake turned to look at her, the same sly gleam in his eyes. “Could you come over her for a second?”

Chloe raised an eyebrow, obviously amused. All the same, she was bored and looking for some excitement; she couldn't ignore everyone the whole bus trip. She settled into a seat across from the two and listened to the rest of their conversation. They seemed to bicker for awhile, mostly about the contrast between Brits and Americans--or more recently, Canadians.

Finally she grinned at the two, saying, "Brit-Brat? I do have to agree, that one's not quite too common." Chloe wanted to see how the one would react as she let her own accent pour out, bu t before she could continue, the bus driver interrupted her.

"So, I hope you enjoy Las Vegas, Nevada as much as every other tourist does. We are now at Treasure Island Hotel & Casino."

She glanced out the window at all the bright lights, feeling suddenly giddy in being in the famous Las Vegas. Sure, she didn't exactly know many who were there, but...A few drinks could surely change that, now couldn't it?

Before stretching and getting ready to depart, she murmured to both, "I'm Chloe."

[Min-Sook Park]

The two barely listened to the driver. He was telling them about Vegas, and well, Nat and Nik really care one bit. He was probably requiered to put students in a boring 'conversation' that nobody probably listened to, before they could go out and have some fun. "Finally," Natalie said to herself as he finally finished. It seemed so much like school.

"Yes!" Both sisters said to theirselves. They may have been in different places but still had the same thoughts. Nikki exited the bus, very happy to be here..Las Vegas! Natalie came out a few seconds later, looking around for someone she knew. Was she the only sophmore here. That means-Jake wasn't here. 'Get over it,' Natalie told herself, 'This is Vegas!'.

They got their luggage as more people came out. It seemed easier carrying everything, than it was earlier. It was dark out, and well, the sisters were both excited. Nikki looked around for her Jake, while her sister admired the beautiful lights in the darkness. It was a sight she would never forget.

Yes, the two went to Vegas before, but it's been a while. How old were they? Nikki was probably seven while Natalie was five. They didn't remember much, at least Natalie didn't. "We're here!" Nikki said. "We're here," She repeated quieter than before, with a smile on her face. This was it. They were in the wonderful Las Vegas.

Who knows what could happen here? "Nat," Nikki said, "Try to stay away from me. Who knows what I might do." Nikki smiled along with her sister. "Yeah," Natalie replied, "Whatever." She obviously didn't believe Nikki would do anything like getting drunk, but Nikki had a feeling that she was going to be adventurous on this trip.

[faith]

"Well. Now, Mr. Turner. Why would it piss you off if I got married? Are you hiding something from me?" Ashley laughed. She, of course, made it seem as she was joking. But. If you wanted the gods honest truth, she wasnt. She was very curious on why it would tick him off if she got married in Vegas. She already knew why she would be ticked if he did. But. She needed to know about him. "I just relized something. We are like, wedding freaks or something. Because when you think about it, we always end up talking about marriage in some form." Ashley laughed. She didnt know what to think of this reasoning. But. She didnt know what she wanted to think. She wanted to believe it was some sort of sign that the two would get married in the future of something. But was she going to state that? No way.

"Is that so?" Ashley asked, she was questioning the statment about Reed talking about her often. But instead of facing Riley as she asked, she looked at Reed. "Thats actually a real shocker to me, and, I guess you could say that it made me a bit more delighted with my day, thus far" Ashley smiled. She looked back at Riley. "Well. I'll see you one, Monday, if Im lucky" she laughed. Knowing that the chances were that she was going to have a bag case of hangover.

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"Thanks again" Ashley nodded as that sat bak down on the bus. She was refering to him paying. When he wasnt around though, she was going to stick the money back into his wallet. There was no way that she was going to leet him pay. It just wouldnt feel right to her. After all, he always payed for everything. And she knew he was tight on money. Heck. Mabey she would even give him a few extra bucks while she was at it, that is, if she had enough money to do that.

Ashley opened the back of potato ships and put on in her mouth. She hadnet had them in what seemed like ages, though, was actually 4 days. The saying was true. You really couldnt have just one. These salty little patato peices were addictive. Worse then drugs. Then a though popped into her head. Maybe they did put some drugs in these chips to make them addictive. "Reed, do you think that they put drugs in these chips?" Ashley asked. It may have sounded like a joke, but she was seriouse. Yet again, she was having a Jessica Simpson moment. She was used to them.

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Ashley stared out the window. Mesmorized by the bright lights, and flashy signs. She had never seen a sight quite like it. And here to think, she thought Austin, Texas had bright lights. What made the veiw more special was that it was at night, and she was with Reed, who was leaning over her slightly to look at the veiw also. The feeling of his body against hers made the sensation of Vegas even more spectaular. Right here. Right now. She knew that in Vegas, she was going to have the time of her life. She also had a feeling, that it would change her life. Dramatically. Little did she know, what was going to happen was way more shocking then anything her mind could have conjered up.

[jakelambardo]

So this was it. This was the place Skye had been fantasizing about ever since she signed up for this trip. The place where bright, colorful lights blinked at her from every corner. The place where she could drink and gamble with all her friends. The place where she was supposed to have the time of her life. This was it. She looked around. Was this it? This wasn't what she expected. Not at all. It was ten times more than what she had expected. A huge smile was on her face as she looked at the hotel. Oh, yes, she could live with this. She most definitely could.

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Lance jumped out of the bus and stretched. He had slept so much, and he was ready to vida Vegas. (Mwuahahaha! Spanish...) He took a deep breath of its city air and looked at the hotel. Oh, boy, would he have fun here! His last trip here was in his senior year, and back then it had all been fun and games, too. But now he was chaperone. He didn't know what to expect, but he told himself to simply take as he had all those years ago... As a wild and uncaring teenager. He could definitely party here, and perhaps Riley would join in. And maybe, just maybe, he would run into Amanda. He could settle with just a conversation with her, of course, but if he caught her with Joey... She got a conversation, but the student got a black eye. He smirked at this grand plan of his, then went to get his bag.

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Jake walked out of the bus and rubbed his eyes. He looked at his watch and wondered what the numbers meant. He looked at the hotel and wondered what kind of gas station it was. He spotted Nikki and wondered what on earth she was doing here. Then he came back to his senses. He had slept ever since the pitstop, and he was very groggy. However, he was about to wake up. He stretched out and went over to his girlfriend. "Nikki, you must have missed me on that ride. That was a long time without seeing each other!" He smiled at her and kissed her forehead before he got his bag.