What is he driving?}{It's some kind of full sized van. It's white and doesn't seem to have any windows on the sides. I don't see any kind of markings ...r I'd think it was a delivery van or something.}Since we were moving so fast, and Bonnie had slowed down, I figured we were within twenty blocks or so when we heard a mental scream. I tried to contact Bonnie, but she was gone.I must have been going eighty when I saw the Jag smashed into a beer truck who's cab was extended part way into the. "No. You brought me back here and didn't even give me a chance to explain myself." Please Gene! I-I-I love you!" She finally blurted out.Those words were like music to his ears. He had to smile. "You what?" He wanted to hear her again."I love you! I love you! I love you!" Marissa shrilled.In less than a second Gene was there standing in front of her. "Gene!" She put her arms around him and he held her close. He stroked her long hair and felt her heart racing against his."I love you too Marissa.. It was a bit HARD to concentrate on geography cause my mind seemed to be preoccupied with the thoughts of Sex and the word 'suprise'. We finished studying in about two hours and i. ‘OWWW!’ he howled, rubbing furiously at the red spot appearing. ‘AUGH!’ Jasmine yelled, throwing up her hands, tossing the cleaning rag and bottled cleaner over her shoulder. ‘WHAT?’ Screamed Dylan, immediately on the defensive, ready to fight in a mock Karate stance. ‘Mr. Montgomery!’ Jasmine said breathing heavy, hand over her chest. ‘You give me a heart attack!’ ‘Me?’ Dylan said, eyes still flicking to the open parts of the room. ‘You’re the one who screamed!’ ‘You no supposed to be here!’.