OMG! WOW! Chapter 3! I keep trying to make these longer and I hope you found chapter 2 longer than chapter 1...I know what your probably thinking."What does all this stuff have to do with 'when jimmy realizes cindy could be out of his life forever, could there be some confessions?'?" To anwer that...YOUR JUST GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT! I'M GETTING THERE! DON'T YOU CHILDREN EVER REST! No I'm just kidding...but you are seriously gonna hafta wait and see! Here we go! Chapter 3. I wanna thank all of you who are acctualy taking the time to read my author's comments, not skipping it and reading the story like I do! Well...Yeah...Chapter 3! x

BTW:We left off in a clif hanger: Libby telling Cindy and Jimmy how long they were arguing. That's the key. It shouldn't...you'll see.

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"Don't you two idiots know that you've been arguing for 2 hours!" Libby bellowed; but Cindy didn't care.(repeated)(here comes the key)

"Look Libby! I can argue as much as I want to argue! You just stay out of this!"The blonde spat back.

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT! Do you have any idea how long it should take us to get home? 10 minutes tops. We've been on the road for nearly two hours!"

Cindy's heart skiped a beat.

"What! Oh my Gosh! Someone has to ask the driver why! I'll go!" She arose from her seat, still in shock from the recent news. She made her way up the aisle suddenly catching through her perephrial vision where they were and what she saw stopped her dead in her tracks.

They were definantly not in Retroville anymore. In place of its friendly skies stood old broken down buildings, shattered glass windows, graffitti, garbage everwhere, and gangs polluting the streets. She thought, silently to herself. The bus bagan to swerve violently, it's occupants screaming in horror untill the bus came to a gentle ride again. Cindy finaly made it past the panic-stricken students to the front of the bus. But what she saw stopped her breath in it's tracks.

There was the bus driver. Surrounded by cans of beer and vomit, half concious and half asleep but 100 percent drunk.

"Where the heck are you taking u-" But before she could finish, she was flying up towards the front of the swerving bus's dashboard, her head hitting the glass and almost breaking it. The driver had taken his eyes off the road to look at Cindy through his misty, blurred vision. He got up out of the driver's seat and began yelling, leaving the bus flying madly this way and that untill it was completly off the road and skidding down a grassy hill.

Inside the bus, the bodies of children were being tossed liflessly about, and as for the driver, he jumped out through the open swinging door. Jimmy Flew out of his seat, his head just missing the side of the one next to him. He heard a cry. One that stood out against the rest. It was his name being cried.