YOUR ONlY ViCE [private]

kyree. · Subject: YOUR ONlY ViCE [private] Sun Oct 11, 2009 5:10 pm

"Can you keep it down back here? I'm trying to read." Jessie Hyam said from her seat in the very back of the bus, lifting her eyes from the page to glare at the girl, Jasey Ray, who sat beside her. The scantily dressed girl turned up her nose and brushed a peice of dark, pink hair behind her ear before promptly turning to talk to--or at, Jessie couldn't really tell--Trent Burgess, who appeared to have less interest in what she was saying than he had in her chest, practically hanging out of her too-small, low-cut shirt. Jessie rolled her brown eyes and tried to focus on her reading. Of course, it was rather difficult with so much noise around her. Finally giving up with an irritated sigh, she folded the top corner of the page she was on and dropped the book into her bag.

Someone who could have been considered a friend, Lavi Phillips, leaned over to look at her over the top of his seat. "Sounds like you're having a good time," He joked lightheartedly, turning in the seat so he was on his knees, facing backwards at Jessie, dangling one arm over to reveal that he had been playing some game on his brand new Nintendo DSi. Jessie wrinkled her nose, obviously finding no humor in the joke, and Lavi was left giving her a reassuring smile before the boy beside him, Derek, grabbed his shirt and brought him back down beside him, apparently asking something about the game that he was playing, because Lavi's voice became twice as excited as it usually was.

"Oh my God, Trent, it was so ridiculous. I had to drive all the way back to the mall from my house because the cashier had left the damn censor-thing on. I was so mad." Jasey said, nodding her head like she was getting Trent to agree with her, as well. He nodded, too, after realizing that she noticed that he wasn't looking at her face. A seductive smile touched her lips, "You know, Trent, sweetie," She cooed, reaching over to put a hand on his thigh. Trent gave his own smirk. "We could, maybe, have some fun when we get back to school. We could skip the last hour. I don't think anyone--Oh my Go--Shit!" Jessie let out a shrill scream beside her as the bus lurched sideways and steadied itself, only to tip the other way.

Trent turned his face towards the front, seeing a shadowy figure dance in front of the vehicle, before it tipped again, the bus driver trying desperately to gain control of it with no avail. The bus was slung off of the road, rolling down the hill and slinging the students around like ragdolls. And then, it was all over, just as quickly as it had happened.

Lavi was the first one to be able to open his eyes, and he nearly cried out at the sight in front of him. The whole front of bus, starting from two seats in front of him, had been crushed by the unsteady wall that they had crashed into. Being unfinished, it had collasped, obviously killing the people in the front. Lavi glanced beside him, and suddenly remembered that Derek had walked up to throw something away just before the bus moved. His best friend was dead. Lavi had to try hard not to freak out, and he turned around behind him and grabbed hold of Jessie, who opened her eyes at contact. "Shit--Jess! You're okay!" He leaned far over the seat to help her up over his, so they could sit next to each other and hug.

"What the hell happened?" Jessie asked, her voice raspy and her entire body shaking uncontrollably. Lavi grabbed her shoulders in attempt to steady her, to calm her down, but she had seen the front of the bus. Everyone up there was gone. There were no teachers to help them. They were alone. Jasey groaned behind them, and Jessie jerked her eyes towards her. "You're okay!" She exclaimed, breathless. She leaned around the seat to look at Jasey, who, other than a couple of bruises, appeared to be completely okay.

"What the fuck was that?!" Jasey screamed, obviously finding her voice more quickly than Jessie or Lavi had. "Shit--my shirt." She looked down to notice it had been torn from just under the sleeve almost to the end of her shirt, showing a little too much skin for Jessie's and Lavi's liking. She attempted to cover the rip with her arm, and then her violet hues turned over to Trent, who was blinking awake as well. "You're okay, too..." Jasey said, unsure of whether to be relieved or just scared. At least she had a fuck-buddy in case she got bored. Trent sat up and almost immediately put a hand to his head.

"Fuck..." He murmured, foul language being a normal thing for him. "Shit--what the hell?" He glanced at the front of the bus and felt himself waver. Some of the football players had been up there, too. Some of his friends. Obviously, there wasn't a chance in the world that anyone past Lavi's seat had really had a chance of survival. His mind reeled back to the shadowy thing that had appeared in front of the bus before it crashed. He tried to shake it off. It was probably just his imagination, anyways. No point in freaking everyone else out.

[Private for Whisper~ :3 Sorry this start isn't that great; hope you can work with it, though. :) Um, mature for gore, language, and Jasey's slutty-ness (and maybe some other things, too xD)]

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