Animal

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Two hours later, Jada and I were sitting on a Greyhound bus going to Story. We had made sure to buy some snacks from Bear, and I also purchased one of his amazing coffees again because I don't really want to sleep. Sleep was my worst enemy at this current moment, so I'd be better off just staying awake until we get to Story.

Jada slipped through a magazine, clicking her tongue at something. I turned my head and peeked at what she was reading. "What?"

"This Caitlyn Jenner shit needs to calm the fuck down," Jada said dryly, shaking out the magazine and grumbling. "They think she's such a big shot because she had a gender reassignment surgery. Big fucking whoop."

"Jada, you realize she has like .. Her own perfume line now?"

"You're kidding me." She gave me a dry look, and I shrugged in response. "Alright, I have no problem with transsexual people. I say good for them on being themselves! But why is it the fucking Jenners and Kardashians are always on the main point of focus?"

I laughed quietly, shaking my head and resting it against the headrest. "Because people think they're interesting," I told her, "when, really, they're just plain annoying."

"Right?" She flipped the page of her magazine and settled down again, causing the whole bus become officially silent.

I took a sip of the coffee and looked out the window. The thunderstorm had stopped, but it was still drizzling outside. The street lights flickered, seeming to be losing a battle in trying to stay on. Finally, it flickered off completely.

"Alright, folks. Get settled down and tucked in. We are now ready to go. We'll be making two stops on our way to Story." I yawned and rubbed my eyes, staring ahead. In all honesty, this bus was coming from New York. Jada and I had paid the bus driver a bit of money just to be able to get on for the rest of the time.

The bus pulled out of the gas station, into the road, and now we were officially on our road to the little town of Story, Wyoming.

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"Jada." I nudged my new friend in the ribs lightly to wake her up. She jumped awake, mumbling something about Boston Tea Party-ing the Caitlyn Jenner perfume line. "Jada, wake the fuck up."

"I'm awake," she mumbled dazedly, though her eyes were half open in slits. "Whyja wake me up?"

"We're on a forty five minute stop for lunch," I explained, pinching the skin of her arm to wake her up more. "I'm going to assume you want to have a full meal instead of munching on gas station donuts?"

"Ugh .. Yes." Jada wrinkled her nose and stood up, scooting out. I finally stood up as well, stretching my aching legs. For the hell of it, I attempted to reach for Shark again. Nothing. Well.

With a soft sigh I looked through my bag until I found my bundle of money. Glancing around cautiously to make sure nobody was watching me, I took a couple twenty dollar bills then stuffed the rest of the money back into its hiding spot.

I slipped the money in my pockets and look back at Jada, who was struggling to wake up. She fumbled through her bag, yawning.

"We'll get you some coffee once we get inside," I promised her, smiling slightly at her sleepy state. "You'll be good as new afterwards."

"Better be good coffee," was all she decided to respond with.

Inside, the cool air sent both relieving breezes and uneasy chills through my body. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to bundle up with my jacket or not. Eventually deciding against it, I slid into a booth and Jada sat across from me on the other side of it.