new meetings chapter 2
Chapter 2 The bus screached as the driver hit the breaks in front of the school.
Craig's eyes qiuckly opened. His face banged on the seat in front of him. Then he was
swiftly thrown back into the back rest hitting his head on the metal peice of it. He let out
a yelp and held his head his rubbing the soon to be bump. Sam ran down the rows and
sat next to him.
"Oh my god are you okay Craig?!" asked Sam moving Craigs hand out of the way
too see if he had any bumps or injuries.
"Yea im perfectly fine! I just got my face slammed into the front of the seat then I
got the back of my head hit into the metal peice of the back rest! Yea im perfectly
freakin fine!" yelled Craig as he continued rubbing his head. He clenched his teeth and
tightly closed his eyes. "Dont cry! Dont cry!" thought Craig as the pain grew even
greater. A trail of blood streamed down the side of his face. The wound was hidden
behind his flaming red hair until the blood began to trail off.
Sam's eyes grew wide as she stared at the blood trickling down his face. "Holy shit
Craig your fucking bleeding!"
Her voice was muffled. He opened his eyes. Everything seemed to have a double
self. He gazed up at Sam's horrified face. He heard the pattering of shoes and soon the
bus driver came into his view. Her mussle moved up and down yet no sound pertruded
from her lips. The double image began to swirl around the originals.
"What is happenin-" Craig fell into the front seat. His vision turned to complete
darkness. The only thing he could hear was muffled cries and yells. Then he felt his body
being lifted. And soon he could feel nothing.
Sam grasped Craigs lifeless body and moved it upright. A tear strolled down her
cheek. Craigs mussle loosly hung and his tongue lolled out. His eyes were tightly closed.
The blood seemed to cover his face. Sam raised her paw and wiped the tear away. She
turned around qiuckly and stared at the scared face of the busdriver. "What the hell are
you doing!? Call the ambulance!" yelled Sam. Two more tears strolled down her face.
The busdriver snapped back to reality and stared away form the mess of Craig and
nodded. Her shoes tapped on the floor as she hurrily ran to the front of the school. Sam
stared back at Craig. "Please be okay." said Sam to herself.
The sirens echoed through the street as they speeded to the scene. Two wolves
rushed open there doors and spared no time getting to Craig. They boarded the bus and
looked in. There were five heads sticking up over the seat to see whats wrong. T wo of
them were crying. One of the wolves moved swiftly too the back of the bus and saw
Sam iwth her face in her paws and Craig upright iwth blood pouring down his face and
mussle with his mussle open wide.
"Ma'am im going to have to ask you to move if you want me to help him!?"
demanded the medic. Sam moved over to next seat keeping her face in her paws. The
medic quickly moved into her place and examined Craig. He grabbed Craig's wrist and
searched for a pulse. He found it and it was still strong. A smile crossed his face. "Oh
thank heavens hes not dead," thought the medic. The medic turned around to the other
medic "Hurry and get the stretcher!" The other medic quickly ran out of the bus. He
opened Craigs eyes and ran the flashflight across them. His pupils became smaller.
Once again he smiled. The other medic quikly came in with the stretcher trying not to get
it stuck on one of the seats. The other medic put it down and set it up "Should I get the
neck brace Greg?" asked the other medic.
"Of course! Cant you see hes a wiplash victim!?" yelled Greg not being able to divert
his attention away from Craigs face. The medic looked down and began to run back to
the ambulance. Greg continued to stare at Craig. The blood had stopped by now but
Craig was still pretty banged up. They were taking way too long.
"Dammit why the hell was I stuck with the rookie!?" thought Greg begining to get
angry. Greg clenched his fist. "Damn my luck!" Once again the other medic rushed in.
Greg got up and stared at the him.