We were sitting there in the bus mourning at the fact we had to go back to school. If only the kinds at our sister school would have actually been there for the student council to hand out the Christmas presents.
There were four seniors sitting in the back of the bus and me and Wensley sat right in front of them and to our right was Karen. The senior behind Wensley was blowing up balloon animals.
“I think that guy is gay, he blows up balloon animals. He’s making monkeys hump a tree,” Wensley said.
I nodded my head.
“You know what I want for Christmas. I want a Darth Vader mask and if I can’t get that I want the Death star from star wars.” The senior behind Wensley said.
“You see what I mean this guy is a nerd and is gay,” said Wensley.
“And?” I asked.
“Whatever,” He said.
We sat in silence for a very long time. The bumpy road kept us from thinking.
“You know I miss the good old days when men used to rape women and not men,” Wensley said randomly.
Wensley turned to the senior behind us. “Could you picture Dexter throwing a baby out the window?”
“No I think he would be a wife beater,” The senior said.
“Oh! Even worse.” Wensley said.
As if the bus ride could not get any worse the seniors started to talk about twilight. There endless talking was bad enough but now the twilight has gone too far.
“Who is Jacob?” The senior asked out loud.
“The hot one,” Wensley said.
“Oh we have a little a queer on board,” The seniors shouted in unison.
As the bus ride went on I realised that it is stupid to act gay in front of seniors, or act gay at all but what the hell lets just have fun while it lasts.