The brakes worked okay when we left. Scoutmaster Ted said that with a bus that old, you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he...can't get insurance.We think it's a super bus. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the bumpers. It gets pretty hot with 45 people in a bus made for 24. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the policeman stopped and talked to us..Scoutmaster Ted is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good. .she passed out. __________________Ariel had stared with incomprehension as the monster abruptly walked off, its wings spreading out behind it, striding out the door with just a few steps. She heard a loud flapping sound - surely it had not - it would not just - leave? Ariel waited. Such a huge thing, it would have no need to trick her - would it? It could have torn her in half, broken her like the others if it wanted - it didn’t need deception! For. ”She paused for a second before she added, “You can come with us. Each of us is allowed to bring one non-Greek along, and neither of us had dates picked out.”I grinned and said, “Sounds fun! What’re we doing until then?”Amita nudged me in the shoulder and said quietly, “Let’s go figure that out. C’mon, before house mom sees us and makes you sign in.” She turned and walked up the stairs in front of me, and Erica and I followed. Her shorts were a work of art which revealed every curve of her. One moment I was striding from John’s bunk with a satisfied smile on my face from a night well spent, and the next Sinead stood there in my path, sword drawn. Like me she was tall and muscled, unlike me she still had highly visible curves and her hair was so close-cropped her scalp showed, not my scraggly red mess. ‘Fuck,’ I said by way of greeting, and I couldn’t say which old self it was. All my past selves lived in my head like a chorus, speaking to me and through me time to time. She had.