"Jeez, my butt hurts." I mumble to myself. I was on that stupid and uncomfortable train for two days. And all because my family was to darn broke to afford a plane ticket. Oh well, at least the ride is over. I sling my single bag over my shoulder. I was really gonna have to buy new clothes soon. Who'd a thought a social experiment would be done in Nebraska? Stuff like that usually takes place in like California, where it can get more views. As I'm walking through the heavy crowd of people I see a dude holding a sign with my last name on it. I walk up to him and slightly smile. "Sup. I'm Allan Bollor. You looking for me?" I ask the dude. The guy nods. "Yes. I'm William, your personal escort and butler. Please, get into the vehicle we have more people to pick up." William says. I look at him for a couple more seconds then start to get into the large limo. When I get in I see i'm not alone. "Hey, i'm Allan. What's your name?" I ask the girl, holding my hand out for a polite shake. The girl looks at me scoffs, and takes my hand in between her first finger and thumb, shaking it up and down twice, then going back to staring out the window. Wow tough crowd.
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HumorFour teens travel across the country to Nebraska for a social experiment. Living together for a year. But what will happen when one teen is hard headed, one is an introvert, one is a boisterous and rowdy party girl, and one thinks she's entitled to...
