The thumbdrive

I twiddled the thumbdrive in my fingers. Moping silently. All this work, and i bet my grade wouldn't even be raised more than .5.
A sigh.
The bus jiggled a little bit, and something fell over. But it was of no consequence to me. I was alone, at the front of the bus. Despite some other students having to squish three to a seat, i got this one all to myself. Whoop-dee-doo.
It was loud-ish, kids were chattering away. But it was quiet to me. Like the white or grey noise, but from human source. Part of me wanted to be a part of it. I clutched the thumbdrive tighter. Everyone happily chatted away and if I was one of those people, surely it'd be happy? Or something.
But i knew I couldn't, the second I joined I'd feel even more left out then I was now. I didn't know what I would start to say.
I shoved one of my hands in my left pocket of my slick green cargo pants, before i met the hole in the bottom, i had to restrain myself from poking a finger through,making it even worse.

I lazedly gazed out the window. Strangely i liked going on long car rides (as long as they weren't too long) just looking out the window, watching the lights and sights fly by, at a snail's pace if you looked behind, or like a speeding blur when you faced forward.
The scenery outside was nice, the sky was turning a sloght shade of orange, as we passed multiple buildings.

Then suddenly it got darker, the sun went down, and buildings began to turn and gret and dismal. The air began to fill with fog. This-wasn't normal. Something was wrong.  Everyone could feel something dark and tangible had come in. The nosies quieted down to an eerie silence, that was almost louder.
The bus had slowed down not quite stopped. Yet. One of the only two adults- The Bus Driver glanced back at the Teacher sharing a worried grown up look.
The only two grownups were scared and did not know what was happening. This was not good. Eventually the bus stopped. Outside the shapes and colors had blended together into a spooky atmosphere. No phones were allowed for this trip, but the teachers of course each had one for emergency. My teacher Ms.  pulled hers out. Looked at it. Then put back in. Of course it wasn't working.

With no way to contact anyone the next step would be to go outside. But even the fearless jocks weren't stepping out there willingly. The bus driver sighed. Muttering something under his breath about doom and gloom. I had a feeling everyone could relate. But then came the surprise.
"I'll go check out outside. You all stay in here."
Most people, I don't think particularly cared about bus drivers (usually), but right now, everyone was feeling immense appreciation toward him.

Bless you good sir, I thought, taking one for the team. Although it's not like he had to worry about anyone wanting to go inside.
He got out of seat with a grunt and walked down to the door, he pulled the lever up top back with a click. The doors whooshed open. With his eyes ahead he started forward. We all held our breath. His feet met the ground. Nothing happened. He took a few more steps. Still nothing. We all breathed a sigh a relief.

Then a giant tenacle of darkness grabbed him and we all started screaming.
I hit the side of the bus, looking up at the black tentacle of death in mute. Oh I thought.
A bit disconnected.

This is quite alarming.

The teacher went forward, but the bus driver was gone. The shadow destroyer not. It's creepy tenacles flicking agressively. She quickly shut the doors. She was panicking, but also  knew she had to take charge.
"Everyone to the back of the bus, but stay away exits unless you can bkock them!" We had no problem with this and everyone immediately, haphazardly started scarmbling to get to the back. I shoved my thumbdrive in my pocket. I don't know why I though about it in a time like this. The shadow was already upon us. I crammed in the back. Its snaked it's way around the hood, through the wheels. Everyone struggled to control their breathing as we felt the thing crawling all over. Squished together in the back of the bus. It was Lurking suspiciously all over the bus. Something would happen, something's going to give. I just knew it. The black mist, crawled around the window almost curious.
Then it pried them loose like it was paper. Everyone started screaming again, some people tried to get off the bus, but the blackness was there too, there was no escape. I curled up in a ball. But it was no use. There was shaking. I started screaming, the black mist was all around. It was shaking the bus. The teacher was gone. Most of the kids were gone as well. Only a few stragglers struggled to grip the bus chairs. It was too much, the bus shook again I hit the wall, still curling in. Kids around fell into the black abyss. Another shake dislodged me and screaming hysterically I joined them all tumbling down. Down into the darkness. But there was something in it, a swirling image- of something, we were being taken. To somehwere. But was that better or worse. Was my last thought.

A/N
So I don't really use wattpad that much, except for writing stories and even I grew super self concious of and stopped doing. But 2020 i challenged myself to publish a complete story. I barely finished writing it. But this next year, i will now attempt to get out on the internet. I will publish all the chapters. Even if no one reads this for me. But I would love to have feedback, and know what people think about this.
                               -jstar