Time for the Senior trip

You feel a tapping on your shoulder and turn around.

It's Drew, one of your best friends. "What are you doing here? Come on, we've got to go!"

"Go? Go where?"

Drew shakes his head. "If I didn't know you better, I'd swear you were on ****. Now come on!"

He turns around and heads for the library exit. You follow him, trying hard to remember whatever it is you've forgotten. He takes a sharp turn as you catch up to him, heading towards the school's main exit.

When the two of you reach the parking lot, you see a nearly full school bus waiting for you. Ms. Love, easily the hottest teacher in the school, looks up from her clipboard. "Thank you for finding him Drew! What happened James? We have to go soon."

"Um, I guess... my mind wandered?"

Ms. Love shakes her head, causing her lovely brown curls to sway. "Well, it doesn't matter now. Just get on the bus and we can get moving."

You move towards the bus door, passing Mr. Baker, the swim coach. He's loading suitcases through the emergency door in the back, including yours. When you get on the bus you see seniors packed into the bench seats like sardines, including Miranda and all her new friends. Not that they think they're new friends. As far as they know they've been hanging on her every word since they met the gorgeous Japanese girl.

"Okay, go ahead and sit down," says Ms. Love from behind you.

You turn to the ugly brown bench seat and begin to sit down when suddenly everything shifts. You're now standing in a luxury tour bus. The luggage is gone from the back seats and the seats themselves are more padded and comfortable.

"Ahem," says the lovely teacher. "Mr. Baker can't take off until everyone is seated."

"Sorry." You sit and try to take in everything. Nobody but you seemed to notice the bus changing. Of course, nobody but you noticed that this trip didn't exist until a few minutes ago. You raise your hand. "Ms. Love, where are we going again?"

There are a few chuckles from the other students. Drew hides his face as he sits down next to you. You realize that it does sound like a pretty dumb question.

"To the Lowel House," answers Ms. Love. When you look confused, she says, "Were you really not paying attention? It was the home of a famous mathematician from our area. After we go there we'll tour a few other historical and scientific sites around the state."

From the back of the bus comes, "Really?"

You turn and see that the question came from Miranda. She looks just as surprised as you.

"I wanted to get out of class, but that doesn't sound so great."

Instantly you're looking forward again. "Ms. Love, where are we going again?" you ask with an intense feeling of deja vu.

The teacher smiles. "Can't believe our good luck, huh? We're going..."