Chapter Two

An hour passes before there is any sign of a new bus, and it pulled up a few meters away, letting a few men out. They walked down the side of the bus, four men, three of them young and looking up at the giggling girls, one older man that had walked ahead and talked to one of the teachers that had gotten off the bus.

Jessie pulled the hood she was wearing over her head covering her porcelain cheeks and black hair, while continuing to read her book. The burnet that sat beside her a few minutes later left after being told to go onto the other bus.

She felt the seat lower and looked over to the side, seeing a man she had never seen before sitting beside her. The man had short blonde hair, blue eyes, and his skin was tanned a golden brown.

"Hello," he greeted, "how are you?"

"Hi and fine" she answered, before looking back down at her book.

He looked at his list of names, a few of them crossed out, "which one of these are you?"

"The second from the bottom" she replied, not looking up.

He made a humming sound, "alright, well your on the my bus," he finally said, making it sound like he actually owned the bus.

Jessie closed her book, and got up, grabbing her bags. The man got up a few seconds later, sitting in a different seat, doing the same routine.

As she walked off the bus, her hood still on her head, she heard a slight giggle come from one of the popular girls as he sat in their seat. If the sun were any brighter I think I'd turn to ash, she thought as she looked up at the sky, the sun beating down so hard she could feel it hitting her through the clothes.

She watched as a few kids got off after her and walked over to the new bus, savoring the wisp of cool air as she got aboard. An older man with grey hair sat in the driver's seat, a smile on his face. She arched an eye brow, and walked down the isle, taking the first seat available.

After setting her bags under the seat, she sat down, making her self comfortable, and putting her knees up against the back of the seat in front of her.

"You're in my seat" a masculine voice said from beside her.

She sighed, taking a deep breath, "well, I've had a long day and I really don't give a damn, so find a new seat, or suck it up and bare it" she said, without looking up.

There was a slight thump on the seat, and black clothing moving just inside her line of vision, but she didn't look up.

After an hour of looking down at her book, her neck started to ache. Finding the pain unbearable, she closed her eyes, and straightened her neck, making it crack slightly. She sighed, looking over at the man beside her out of the corner of her eye.

He had a black shirt on, and faded blue jeans, shaggy black hair which covered everything she could see from just above the chin up. There was a quick clicking sound coming from his direction and she turned her head slightly and seen a lap top, everything written in another language, which she couldn't understand.

"Do you have anything else to do other then look at other peoples stuff?" he asked, turning his head in her direction just enough to indicate that he was talking to Jessie.

How did he know? She thought, but let it slip from her mind. "Not really, but now that you mention it, I think I'll check my mail," she replied in a just as bitter voice, as she pulled out her lap top, and placed it on her lap.

She turned in the seat, not facing him, but not allowing him to be able to read or see what she had on her computer. Ass hole, she thought, as she typed in her username.

Seeing she had mail, she opened it, biting her lip, wondering what it said.

DontEatYellowSnow: Hey, I just thought I'd leave you a message for when you got back on. Did you get a bus? I hope so. What did you mean when you said people thought you were weird? You don't seem weird to me. Well, I got to go; my brother just e-mailed me a few minutes ago, telling me he'll be here in a few minutes. Talk to you soon. Bye, Jason.

Jessie bit harder on her lip, almost drawing blood, while pressing reply.

DarkShadow: Hello, we got a bus about an hour after I had to let you go. Before I got onto the bus, some guy sat in my seat, asking me who I was and then crossing my name out, and now I have to sit beside some ass hole (groans)who defiantly needs a punch in the face.. (Thinks for a moment) I'll get back to you on that one. Well, I have to go, so maybe I'll talk to you later, bye Jess.

Jessie signed out of her username, closed her laptop, and let her eyes close as she leaned her head back on the seat, falling into a light sleep.

The man looked over at the girl beside him, and then reread the e-mail his brother had just sent, his eyes scanning over the words.

DontEatYellowSnow: When you told me you were sitting beside a bitch, I didn't know you meant her! Don't talk to her, don't even look at her. I'm serious, Brian, don't fuck this up. Get her off that bus as soon as you can and put her with the others.

Brian sighed and just as he was about to log off, another message popped onto his screen, making him laugh inside.

DontEatYellowSnow: Wait a second, do look at her when she is not looking, and tell me what you see.

FullMoonMaddness: She fell asleep a few minutes ago, and she has a hood over her head. All I can see is a little bit of black hair tinted with red and pale skin, that's it.

DontEatYellowSnow: Come on Brian you can do better then that, anything that stands out.

FullMoonMaddness: Not really, she has one freckle on her right cheek, but that's all I can see from beneath the hood.

DontEatYellowSnow: Fine, I'll see you when you get here.