DISCLAIMER: I don't own Degrassi…still. Lol!. But this story is all my own!!!
ROAD TRIP—DEGRASSI STYLE!Chapter One: Love and Hot Dogs
Spinny McSexypants (as he liked to call himself) was a desparate man. He had been enjoying his usual snack of fifteen delicious hot dogs when the unthinkable happened—the hot dogs betrayed him! More to the point, he was choking. Tears glistened in his bug dumb eyes. He didn't expect a lot from people, but he never dared dream a hot dog, his only true love, could do this to him!
Fortunately the Craigster, the Craigman, the Craiggy McOmigodithinkhelookedatmeohmygodhelookedatmeoheissohot was prepared. He shot out of his seat like a rocket that was sitting in Craig's seat, and pulled Spinner up. Craig wrapped his strong but gentle arms around Spinner's waste and Heimliched him into survival, making sure to give him an extra squeeze. They were good friends. It wouldn't do for Spinner to think Craig no longer cared.
"Dude you saved him!" Jimmy said approvingly.
"Dude, I know. I was sooo scared but I was like, dude, if this happened to me I'd so want someone to help me," Craig replied, relieved.
"Dude, where'd that hot dog go?!" Spinner demanded, searching under the seats for his lost love. Finally, he found it. He kissed it hello, and shoved it in his mouth, savoring the delicious flavor of various animals shoved into one meat.
"So like, what are we doing here?" Paige asked, leaning on a bus seat. She was in the front with the girls. The boys were in the back. It wasn't a sexist thing, Paige and her homegirls were just gathered around the bus driver. He was a sexy piece of sex. Three hundred and fifty pounds of pure, hairy fat. Paige could see his guy poke out from his shirt, and she almost swooned. So this is what love tastes like, she thought approvingly. Bus Driver Stu was just so hot.
"Bud Driver Stu?! More like Bus Driver Stud!!!" Ellie cried out. The girls applauded.
"Oh, yeah," Liberty said, sexily licking her lips.
"Totally dreamy," Emma sighed.
"Oh, look at him. Drive that bus, baby!" Manny said. Fat was in. Except for some people. Some people like…
Tubby Terry McFatcakes was sitting in the middle of the bus. Not because she was confused about her gender or anything, it was just the only way the bus could move. If she was in the front or back, it would lean in that direction so horribly even the magic of Bus Driver Stu(d) couldn't fix it.
"God, Paige, you're so shallow," Ashley Kerwin said, applying a months worth of eyeliner around her eyes. "Just like a certain Craig I know!"
"What do you mean, Ash?" Paige asked, incredulous.
"Well he's obviously got so much more going on for himself than his sexiness. I can just tell. We have kindred souls," she said, admiring the way his hunchback bounced when they went over potholes.
"Yeah, you're right," Ellie said, staring longingly at the hairs coming from his back. She wanted to braid them.
"I hope we never get to Montana," Emma confided in her currently best but probably not later friend Manny Santos.
"What I thought you'd like this tour of the Pacific Northwest of the United States that Ellie, Ashley, Sean, Paige, Spinner, Liberty, JT, Toby, Tubby Terry, Hazel, Marco, you, and I are on."
"Yeah, but every time we stop the bus we lose a little more time with…him…she said dreamily."
Manny looked back at the lovebucket driving the bus. "You're right. He's so dreamy."