Chapter Nine

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Hauling my backpack over my shoulder, I walked out of my house and into the boat where Charon was leading us to hell. But the moment I got on it... a strong stench hit me. Something like... tomatoes? Wait what? I quickly sat down and covered my nose. The hell? The others solemnly looked at me, also covering their nose.

"It's Richie." whispered Levi. I stared at our bus driver, the named Richie. "He eats raw tomatoes from cans." said Seth. "The hell? How do you know this?" "Look behind your seat" replied Jacob. I looked (I was in the back seat), and saw a sleeping bag, can opener, and about 10 cans of tomatoes. I quickly looked away to keep from throwing up and said to them "Why's the sleeping bag there?!?". Seth glanced at Richie and said quietly "The guy sleeps here. I swear to God. When I was getting on the bus in the afternoon, I saw him folding it up." I stared at them all, wondering if I could believe this. And, as if on cue, Richie started speeding on the highway, and then did a sudden stop, slamming me into Seth (who sat in front of me). I quickly straightened myself up and glared at Richie, who was saying an apology. "Right, I believe you guys." I said. Loudly.

That was the day the campaign against Richie began.

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It was the afternoon bus, and there was a sub instead of Richie! "Thank the Lord" I muttered under my breath. Sybil and Jack were on the bus with us, and everyone was saying thanks that Richie wasn't there. The sub was watching us, amused. "He can't be that bad." he said. 

That sub didn't know what he was getting himself into.

Automatically a flood of complaints against Richie rose up. There were so many, the sub looked like he had just been shot by his best friend, meaning he looked surprised.

I'm not that good at similes....

"That IDIOT speeds on the highway! He made us have to buckle our seat belts!" raged Levi. Let me tell you, when it comes to Levi, Seth, Roxy, and I having to buckle our seat belts on the bus, you know things are bad. 

"Richie SLEEPS ON THE BUS. He EATS RAW TOMATOES FROM CANS." said Seth. No offense to people who like eating raw tomatoes from cans, but I don't have much respect for you. Especially because the tomatoes from cans are all slimy, and the cans are all full of tomato juice, AND because those cans were probably packed a year before you're eating them. Just saying.

"And" added Sybil, "He once brought Jack, Roxy, and I to the parking lot were the buses go after you drop off the students." Wait wait wait, WHAT? I didn't know about this one. I looked at Roxy and she nodded at me, confirming it was true. Oh shit! If Roxy was saying it was true, it WAS true. "But... don't bus drivers get fired for that?" I asked. "YES!" shouted Seth. I inched away from him. He looked like they were ready to tear someone apart. "And EVERYONE HAS FUCKING COMPLAINED AND HE'S STILL HERE!" screamed Seth. I stared at Levi and he stared back at me, mouthing "Yea, Seth's actually going over the top now." I nodded, thinking "No shit Sherlock."

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