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Chapter 3 by Corruptor Corruptor

What's the trouble?

An accident

You snap your head up from your phone, as the bus horn startles every passenger. Several screams of alarm, including your own fill the stale air in the bus as a man steps out from behind a row of parked cars, just as the bus was passing. With a grinding screech, the brakes are engaged, but there was no time to react; a horrifying thud rings out on the impact with the man. The collision sends the man tumbling back a few feet, sliding along the road. The bus grinds to a halt just short of running over the man.

"What the fuck?"

"Did I just see someone die?"

"Damn, I wish i was recording!"

"Should someone call the police?"

Whispers and concerned conversation begin on the bus as the driver opens the door to see if the man is alright. As you and the other students automatically push to the door, the driver turns and says in his kind yet gruff voice,

"wait here! I don't want any of you to be blamed for this. I understand your concern, but stay on the bus!" With that, the driver slides the door shut and jogs to the man.

"No way am I missing this!" Rachel, a popular yearbook club girl scoffs.She and her yearbook clique open the door and step onto the road. All it took was one, as the rest of the students, yourself included file out of the bus and watch the driver approach the injured man.

Is he okay?

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