Well hello there! I'm Ceilidh, the second author of the fabulous story! Let's get on with it, shall we? So I'm mainly in charge of Tyler and Reid here..

Pfft, in charge of me? I'm in charge of YOU baby.

Uhh, right. You'll have to excuse Reid, he tends to get a bit–

Out of hand?

That's right Tyler out of–

Watch it baby boy...you to writer girl.

Shut up Reid, remember, I can do whatever I want to you in the long run!

Yeah, yeah, go ahead. Rub it in, whatever. Let's get this show on the road!

All right, all right. Okay people, without further ado I give you...

Drum roll, please?

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Chapter One

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Reid and Tyler

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Hi I'm Tyler!

And I'm Reid, the sexiest man you'll ever meet.

Easy tiger. Don't get ahead of yourself now. Anyways, this next part is going to be told by us!

And we're WAY better than Caleb and Pogue.

Yeah, we're way cooler.

And sexier. Well I am, anyways.

Watch it, Garwin. Okay so like the other two left off, there we were...standing in the airport. Caleb, Pogue and I just about ready to commit a little crime called first degree murder and pound the life out of our pal Reid here.

You wimpy bitches wouldn't have touched me.

Shut up. So there we are. Heathrow airport, London, England. Personally, I loved the trip, I finally for once in my life got to make the decision as to where we were going to go. Actually, it was my first time getting to make the decision, ever. Anyways, Caleb's downright pissed, yelling at Reid, getting all up in his face as usual.

Causing quite an un-necessary scene, I might add.

EVERYBODY in the whole damn airport is staring at them, and we've attracted a fair bit of attention.

Even more then we do usually. It's mostly my good looks and charm you see.

Ignore him, honestly. He's not that bad once you get to know him. Well, never mind he IS that bad, but that's beside the point...

Hey I resent that!

Quiet! We have to kick Caleb and Pogue's ass at this story telling thing. Right, so, a few security guards spot us and tell ask us what the problem is. After I calmly explain to them what happened–

Calm, pfft. You were bubbling like a baby.

I was not! Anyhow, they tell us we should take the bus back to a hotel and reschedule for the nearest flight. So we make our way to the bus terminal, and that's when the story really begins...

DUN DUN DUN! I bet your getting excited now, aren't you?!

Reid, quit bugging the readers. You pretty much just RUINED my whole suspense sentence there. Now, where was I. Oh yes, the bus terminal. Reid will now do an imitation of Caleb for you so that you can get a good idea of what the rest of us had to listen to for the following 15 minutes.

Ahem Okay, putting on my manly Caleb voice...starting now. HOW could you do such a thing! Endangering not only yourself, but us to! Your brothers! Your best friends! The entire world for god's sake! You should never gave been given such a power! You don't have enough responsibility for it! It can kill you, you know? Well obviously it won't though because I am going to kill you first! Because I have an ugly haircut! And a buttchin!

Wait. What? Caleb has a buttchin?

Don't tell me you never noticed!

Whatever. Okay well I think you all get the point now. So we're all standing there, sitting glumly on our luggage, listening to Caleb whine and complain. It's been 15 minutes and no busses have shown up. Just our luck, right? We're all about to give up and I'm ready to burst into tears.

Finally, he admits it.

That remark was figurative! Anyhow, Caleb STILL hasn't stopped whining and he's standing up, waving his arms in the air.

That parts important! The arm waving thing!

Shut up! You'll ruin EVERYTHING! So he's waving like crazy and then...

And then!

That's when Caleb Danvers was hit by a bus and died. Just kidding.

You totally stole that line from Mean Girls.

Whatever, only someone like YOU could pick up on that. Now where was I, oh yes. For a second, we all think he's been run over. This massive, huge, purple bus comes flying out of no where and knocks Caleb over onto the curb.

Needless to say, I didn't stop laughing for a good 10 minutes.

Me and Pogue rush to his side. He's lying on the pavement but then he comes to, just as a big, weird looking guy in a newsboy hat and a bright purple bathrobe steps out of the bus. And he greets us and says : "Good evening lads. Welcome to the night bus. I can take you anywhere you need to go. You waved us down and we came! So where do you need to get to?"

Everyone looks at him like he's totally bonkers, except me of course. I shake his hand, because I'm nice.

Right, it's still all your fault Reid. So Reid introduces us as the sons of Ipswich, who really need to get back to school. And the bathrobe guy goes "oh school! Well, term starts tonight! I better take you straight away." And then he yanks Caleb up off the ground and hurries him into the bus. We're all totally confused, but we have to follow. I mean, we can't just let Caleb get abducted by looney bin bus boy here.

We should have just left him.

Ugh, Reid! Stop interrupting, can't you see I'm on a roll here! So we get on the bus and man I tell you right now, it's the weirdest thing I have ever seen. Well, at that point in time anyway.

Oh, good one buddy. Secretive foreshadowing, nice.

Well it isn't very secret anymore now, is it? I give up! Why don't YOU try telling the story for a change!

Fine by me! So we walk into this purple hunk of junk to see not seats, but beds. And a bunch of weirdo's all gawking at us when we step in. The bathrobe guy put Caleb on one of the nearest beds, and we all hurry over to see if he's alright. He jumps up and starts babbling about cats and bathtubs. Yeah, don't ask...

So he's obviously delirious, and the rest of us are still weirded out by the bus. Then the bathrobe guy tells us to sit down on the beds because it's going to be a bumpy ride.

Boy, he wasn't kidding was he.

Not in the slightest. He goes back to his seat, whistling like there's no tomorrow. We all sit down and try to calm down the 'fearless leader'. When all of a sudden, the bus starts up and we go flying back into our seats, Pogue falling off of his bed completely.

It was the craziest shit ever. There was stuff blurring out of the windows, you couldn't even make it out we were going so fast.

What happened to you giving up?

I just realized how much you SUCK at telling this story. So off we go, scared shitless, not a clue in the world going on when suddenly the bus comes to an abrupt hault.

"We're here!" Yelled the crazy guy.

Nice interjection. Anyhow, we all look up. Pogue is the only one who comes up with asking 'Where?" And the guy answers. "Why, at your school of course! Now off ye get! I won't charge you because I hit your friend there."

And with that, he bustles us out of the bus and chucks us onto the road, throwing our luggage out after us. We all look around to discover...

STOP! That's our cue. Times up.

What? Not fair, I'm just getting to the important part!

Yeah well, our writers say that you and I have to stop here, and it's time for Caleb and Pogue to have there turn.

What bitches.

Oh, stop whining. It doesn't matter anyway, we did a way better job.

I guess your right. Okay, until next time guys! Tyler, go fetch me a drink.

Why?

I'm tired from my amazing performance of story telling.

But I did all the work!

Shut up. Just go get me a drink.