EHH! Everyone screamed after we went over another huge bump. One girl pretty much hit her head on the ceiling. Ouch! That would hurt; it might even ruin her day.
We were now entering the highway, and some of the windows were open. …“like the ceiling can’t hold us”… one of my favorite songs was coming on. They got that right I thought, I don’t think the ceiling can hold much longer. Eventually some kid is going to go flying through the bus ceiling after going over a huge bump. Now some kids were starting to sing along.
I was starting to get scared that we were going to crash because the bus kept swerving from side to side. All of a sudden, I felt a huge breeze. Then I noticed that all the windows were open. “Well this sure feels safe,” I said to Marc. Two kids’ heads were out the window.
“If you didn’t say that I would’ve,” he said. “It’s starting to get hard to breathe,” he said in a squeaky voice.
Some guy in a black truck honked at the bus very loudly. It felt like he held the horn for a minute. Then, the bus honked back. It felt like they were honking at each other forever. It was so loud.
We were now entering the Museum of Science parking lot. The guy was still following us. Then, he took a left and we went straight. “I think that guy was following us,” I said to Marc.
“I know,” he said. “It was starting to freak me out.”
“We’re staying up all night right?” I asked.
“All night,” he said.