[color=fff79a]"William come here please!"[/color] Exclaimed the frustrated teacher as he ran into yet another issue on top of the billion already on his plate today. He motioned for the young boy who had addressed him earlier to come over, and led him off the bus. [color=fff79a]"Mister Davison, come with me. There aren't enough seats so your moving to the middle school classes bus."[/color] His speech seemed a little hurried as he walked William over to Mr.Connors. [color=fff79a]"Here's another one. Have fun!"[/color] He said somewhat facetiously. It was mildly concerning for the future. But after seeing one teacher peel a little girl from the top of their bus and walk her over by the ankles, Mr.Connors already had a pretty good idea of what lied ahead. Checking each child off his roster, plus accounting for all the transfers, the geology teacher collapsed into his seat next to the emergency exit and dove into a textbook.

    It took much longer than anticipated, but finally, the last of the children were loaded and the roar of bus engines shook the concrete. Teachers checked and rechecked their rosters. Counted and recounted their students. Plumes of exhaust billowed into the air as the first buses rumbled into motion, pulling out into the street and driving off. The windows of each bus were plastered with children waving or making faces as they passed each other. Pretty soon there was only one left.

    Few people were capable of miracles but only one person could pull off something like this at such a speed. Or at least that's what the slender woman told herself as she watched the final child board the bus she was assigned to. Following closely behind, she tapped on the dozing drivers hand to close the door, which he eventually did. [color=f6989d]"Ooookay! Everyone!"[/color] She announced. But her voice barely broke through the chatter. [color=f6989d]"Excuse me!"[/color] Again, she tried but again she failed.[color=f6989d] "EXCUSE ME!!!"[/color] In spite of her effort, most of the students seemed completely oblivious to her presence as they competed with each other for loudest talking champion. She tapped her foot impatiently and furrowed her brow until her attention shifted to that of Mr.Connors, who was buried in a volcanology book being absolutely no help at all.

    The fascinating sight of erupting volcanoes were amazing works of art to behold. Even looking at pictures of them drew Mr.Connors deep into his own thoughts. [i]If only one could withstand the molten heat[/i] he thought to himself as he imagined what the insides of a volcano looked like. The thought of it even made him feel a little warm. Hot in fact. Then he noticed it wasn't the inspiring thoughts of volcano research possibilities firing him up, but rather the intense blazing glare he was receiving from the now red faced woman staring death rays at him. 'What?' He motioned, shrugging his shoulders. 'THIS...IS...YOUR...CLASS' Mouthed the angry woman. A bead of sweat managed its way down his brow as the sound he normally drowned out finally came to his attention.

    [color=7bcdc8]"Uh..."[/color] Mr.Connors stood up, clearing his throat. He adjusted his glasses, and brushed a tuft of scraggly hair away from his face. Taking a deep breath, it looked as if he was going to say something. [h3][b]*BWOOOOP*[/b][/h3] 
    The blare of a megaphone quickly snatched the attention of the bus, while nearly rendering everyone deaf. Mr.Connors seemed unaffected. Then, finally, silence.  [color=7bcdc8]"Sorry about that....uh....you were saying miss....miss..."[/color] [color=f6989d]"Misses Cassidy!"[/color] She barked, snatching the megaphone away from the oblivious geology teacher. The students had settled down. 

    Letting out a small sigh of frustration, Mrs.Cassidy, the field trip coordinator for this whole event, managed to find a smile again before passing a confidant gaze over the children. She raised the megaphone to her lips. [h2][color=f6989d][b]"TODAY WE-!!!"[/b][/color][/h2] 
    Her ears nearly popped on that one. It was no longer necessary anyway. She threw blasted thing into her seat.[color=f6989d] "Alright everyone...today we'll be going on a wonderful end of the semester picnic to Lake Ebott! Everyone please find your seats and try to keep the volume down! My name is Misses Cassidy as you probably heard, and I'm the one who organized this field trip so that we could all get out and get some fresh air while bonding with nature!"[/color] The expression on Mr.Connors face grew slightly pale as he realized it was THIS woman who was responsible for the whole Lake Ebott Mount Ebott confusion. [color=f6989d]"Goodness knows we could all use a break right? I know I do!"[/color] An empty chuckle escaped her lips. She continued. [color=f6989d]"Make sure you have a lunch packed with you and if anyone gets an ouchie, I have a first aid kit available. But we only have so many band-aids so please try to be careful. Stay with either me or...Mr.Connors and don't stray from the group when we arrive. Without further adieu, lets begin this great adventure! Who's with me!?"[/color] Silence...[color=f6989d] "O-okay! ...Lets just go..."[/color] Silence. [color=f6989d]"....I said we can go now!"[/color] Childish giggles escaped the students as a faint snore rose from the driver seat. Mrs.Cassidy sharply jabbed the bus driver awake in the shoulder with a bony elbow. [color=f6989d]"GO!"[/color] 

    Motion rocked the bus as it revved alive and rolled forward into the street and toward the intersection. Pretty soon the school was out of sight and they were on the road. Early Halloween decorations peppered the storefronts and houses as they drove through the town. Having started late, they were a bit behind. The rest of the buses were too far ahead to see. But finally they were on their way. The trip to Ebott had officially begun.


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[color=lime]♥[/color][sub]Goodbye Malcom[/sub]
[color=993399]♥[/color][sub]You are ruler of the world! But only for seven seconds. Your classmates and teachers will remember this.[/sub]
[color=f7941d]♥[/color][sub]Your question may have been the final straw. The teacher is eyeing you now. You have an idea why you were moved. [/sub]
[color=ed1c24]♥[/color][sub]Mr.Connors finds your [i]enthusiasm[/i] refreshing. Your classmates find it goofy. Eyes are on you now.[/sub]
[color=lime]♥[/color][sub]Mr.Connors noticed the protective expression on your teacher's face. You offered your seat! He will remember this.[/sub] 
[color=00aeef]♥[/color][sub]Your hesitation and apprehensiveness is your first impression. The spotlight is on you, but only for a moment. It looks like you might have made a friend![/sub]
[color=fff200]♥[/color][sub]Your maturity wins you the battle. But you faintly hear your name passed around in whispers. Or maybe not.[/sub]
[color=0054a6]♥ [/color][sub]You hear the doors closing behind you. You were the last one on the bus. But you somehow went unnoticed... [/sub]