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I understand that in the beginning, you're probably wondering who the hell I'm talking about. Be patient with me please and we'll all get to see Sunaky's absolute coolness.
Disclaimer: I not Bisco, U no flame.
(took that trip to LaLaLand)
had been sleeping. Setting aside her bag, she contorted herself in an attempt to pick them all up while remaining seated. “Damn smuck bugger bool”. Guess that wasn’t going to work. Sighing loudly again, she stood up and stepped out of her seat and knelt down on the
(filthy)
floor. Most of her papers had just fallen beneath the seat, but somehow, one had slid all the way to the front of the bus. “Just how long have I been snoozing for?” She marveled. She did tend to be dead to the world when she
(booked that return trip to LaLaLand)
slept. It was then Innay noticed, there didn’t appear to be any legs poking out from above the seats.
Standing up carefully so as not to once again drop the papers,
(clumsy oaf)
it dawned on her that she was alone on the bus. Hadn’t there been someone at the back? Swiveling her head carefully so as not to unbalance herself,
(poise-challenged freak that she was)
the stranger still sat slumped over in his seat. Satisfied that she wasn’t alone or making a fool of herself in front of a total stranger, she picked her way to the front of the bus and made to pick her paper up. Suddenly, the bus lurched forward, throwing her off her feet. Grasping wildly for something to grip on, she plunged headfirst towards the front of the bus. The main thing that Innay will remember later is that it all happened strangely silently. Squeezing her eyes shut tightly, she braced herself for impact with the floor.
All right. Just the beginning. I mean, look at the title, what do you think's gonna happen? ;0)
I write to vent, yet I vent to create.