Chapter 1

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'' Haha, halirous. '' I say to Cori.

'' Yes, actually it is. '' Cori responds back. She just told me a science joke so funny I forgot how to laugh.

'' I have a better joke than Cori. '' says Sadie. We sit in a 3 person booth on our bus. This is a advanced class field trip. Yea, I know we must be nerds. But, hey we're pretty cool.

'' Pop quiz! What's the square root of 25? '' Saddie says exidently.

'' 5 easy. '' I respond back blankly. For a couple of seconds we go quiet.

'' Hey, I got an idea. Why don't we play would you rather! '' I say sitting upright boldly. This is going to be another 2 hours. Why not? Saddie and Cori both agree.

'' We'll play too. '' says Carter, Xavier, and Haydeen. The boys.

'' Fine '' I say strictly, '' but no gross questions. ''

They nod. I slant back. The boys are in the booth directly behind us.

'' I'll go first. Hmmmm. Cori, would you rather sit in a bowl of burning water or ice cold water? '' I say to Cori.

'' Burning, it'll be like a jacussi. '' Cori responds back quickly. I laugh lightly.

'' Xavier, would you rather kiss Ann or Sally? '' Cori asks Xavier. He looks a taken. Ann and Sally are the 'popular' kids in our school. They're actually fake snobs.

'' Not gonna answer. Cori, would you rather- '' Xavier says to me but is cut off from a sudden intake. The bus sworves right. Everyone is forced as right as their seat belts allow them. And for those who wern't wearing setbelts, they hit the side full forced. Ouch, they're gonna get scars.

My neck snaps and hurts, a lot. I think it over but then a sudden collision happens and the front of the bus is crushed. We were in the second and third row. Not good.

Glass goes flying everywhere. I get a deep cut on my face. It stings. At the same time we were all thrown forward. I go flying all over. I hear a crack coming from my arm followed by pain. Sticky blood drps from my face. To follow up on the crash another collision comes from the back of the bus.

More blood, more cracks, more pain. Pain burns in almost every part of me. Everythings stings and goey blood clings to me everywhere. Darkness starts to make it way to me and envelops me.

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