[center][color=f26522][b]Helia - On the bus[/b][/color][/center]
In the back left of the bus, if one looked, they could find a human wreck crawled into the corner, a head of messy red hair lolling on the backrest, mouth open and snoring loudly. The rest of Helia was hidden under her sweater turned into a makeshift blanket. This week has not been kind to the girl, having to fill in for another server at Ernie's who was taking her paid time off. Naturally, a pipe had to start leaking in the bathroom, so she had to quickly make a trip to a utility store and then replace the seal. The things that get trapped in the sink in female bathroom...

Helia went for a swim in the evening, leading to her present state. Waking up to make the bus has been a nightmare, and three alarms fell in that battle before the redhead got up, sucked down two cokes back to back to get a caffeine jolt and zombie walked to the school. She had half the mind to skit the adventure and make the credits in some other way. But no, this was community aid, and she never cheaped out on that, regardless of her comfort. She did intend to make up for the lack of sleep on the way though.

Or so she would, if somebody didn't notice her and decided to use her as a hoop. A ball of crumpled paper landed in her mouth, making Helia wake up with a startle, spitting it out. She rubbed her eyes open, by now entirely too late to see who tossed the offending object. [color=f26522]"I swear, I will set fire to something you own."[/color] she threatened noone in particular.

She looked outside, figuring out they were still some way form their destination, and settled back to sleep. Or so she would, had some two loudmouths not started arguing about somethingorother, before being settled down by the teacher. And of course, the local suck-up had to chime in. Seriously, what was the Brat even doing here?

Now realizing she didn't even know who else was present, she looked over the bus. Delighted, most of her usual gang was here, along with some other more questionable characters. The thought of a possibility that a paper that touched Skull's hand has been in her mouth almost made her vomit right there and then, and was abandoned quickly after. She tried focusing her ears on the conversation, and regretted it shorlty after. [color=f26522]"Polydical posturing aside, does anyone know what we'll be doing? A Pickmeup and carrymeoveryonder?"[/color] she inquired of the group, hoping that was not the case, as heavy lifting was not something she would enjoy after yesterday.