He sits with Karen

Wendy didn't look interested when she got on the bus so Matt moved from where he'd been sitting alone to sit next to his sister.

{if Karen>20}"Just got shot down, huh? You have to spend some time with any girl you want to date. You can't just expect them to smile when you jump from girl to girl."{else}Too bad, sucker.{endif}

"You think these rich kids are all jerks?" he asked. "Or is it just that I'm only running into the jerks?"

"Yeah, I think they all are. They, like, have no concept of what it would be like to be an ordinary person. They feel entitled to everything they have, as if just by being them, they deserve all the money and the fancy cars and the ski trips to Switzerland."

"And here we are in the middle of it."

"Well, if we graduate, we'll be out of it. And supposedly everyone who graduates gets accepted into a decent college."

Matt couldn't help laughing. "Right. Which we'll easily afford because tuitions are so cheap."

To Matt's surprise, the ride with his sister went remarkably well. She warmed up to him as the bus lurched from stop to stop picking up the scattering of students who, for whatever reason, had decided not to drive that day.