All too soon, it was all over and we were getting back on the buses. Cole sat next to me and Steven behind me. Cole and I were talking when all of a sudden I felt a thump on my chair. I turned around to glare at Steven. "Stop kicking me" He stopped. For a minute. Then he started right back up again.
The pounding his feet made as they hit my chair sounded strangely familiar. Suddenly I realized it was one of the drum cadences. Shockingly, it lulled me into a deep sleep, and the next thing I see is a KFC and a Target. Just then, a crazy lady ran in front of the bus.
"Are you guys from Arizona?" she yelled. "Did you come here with a band?"
I ran away, and right into Cole. The force of the impact knocked us both under the bus, where I clung to him in fright. "Cole, where are we? It's so dark! Someone turned off the sun!" He looked at me and I realized that he looked different.
It wasn't Cole! It was Steven! "Now you're mine!" he said menacingly.
"Oh crap! Help me Cole!!"
"Angel? Where are you?"
"I'm under the bus!"
"Hold on! I'll drill through the bottom of the bus to get to you!"
"Wouldn't it be easier just to crawl under the bus?"
There was a slight pause. "Oh yeah." He crawled under the bus and attempted to hit Steven. Unfortunately, the lack of room caused him to hit the exhaust pipe and severely burn his hand.
"OW!" he yelped. "Sandy, would you kiss my boo-boo?"
"I'll kiss more than that." I proceeded to kiss his boo-boo, then make out with him.
"May I cut in?" Steven asked.
"NO!" we both yelled.