Bus CIII

Louisa: Did you hear about Mr Finch?

Jack: What about him?

Louisa: He got arrested!

Jack: How come?

Louisa: You know how he uses his periscope to catch skivers? It turns out he stole it from the Submarine Museum on last year's trip, and when we went back there last week the staff recognised it.

Jack: Wow, returning to the scene of the crime. Rookie mistake. Why did he bring his periscope anyway?

Louisa: Well, he knew there was going to be a real-life submarine captain there, and he wanted to get it signed

Bus CII

Scott: Shit, I forgot my project

Louisa: Is your sister around? Maybe she can bring it in for you.

Scott: How can I tell her I need it though? She doesn't have a phone.

Louisa: Since when?

Scott: Well, she got sacked a couple of weeks ago...

Louisa: Oh Scott, I'm sorry

Jack: So she can't afford her phone plan anymore?

Scott: No, she just left her phone at work

Jack: And then the building was demolished?

Scott: Well, she was too embarrassed to go back and get it

Louisa: You know what she should do? Wait one evening ‘til all the people she knows have gone home, and then ask one of the friendly cleaners to let her in to get the phone back.

Jack: That might’ve worked on the first day, but it’ll have been found and locked away with the other lost property by now.

Louisa: Lost property! When will people learn?

Bus CI

Louisa: You guys wanna come out Saturday night?

Scott: Not me

Louisa: Why’s that?

Scott: I’m just not doing Saturdays anymore. It’s too much hassle.

Louisa: What hassle?

Scott: Y’know, putting clothes on and all. Besides, I’ve got a hole in my shoe and there’s rain forecast all weekend.

Louisa: That all seems reasonable. How about you, Jack?

Jack: I’m gonna pass too. It’s so rough round here on Saturday nights now. A few weeks back I saw two gangs fighting over whose turn it was to smash up the phone-box.

Louisa: Jeez, I thought you were gonna at least let something bad happen to you before you became a shut-in

Bus C

Jack: Working on another article for the School Gazette?

Louisa: Yep

Jack: Do you ever do any actual schoolwork anymore?

Louisa: Not really. Mrs Jamboree thinks schoolwork is a waste of time.

Jack: Kind of an odd position for a teacher

Scott: Well, who'd know better than her?

Jack: So what's your article about?

Louisa: It's an exposé of the school's Gifted scheme

Jack: The one you're part of?

Louisa: I may have been working to bring it down from the inside, yeah

Jack: You've eaten an awful lot of Gifted candy for somebody who's only there to bring it down from the inside

Scott: You guys get candy?

Louisa: I'll give you some later, Scott. Right now I need you to give me some quotes about how it feels for those elitist pigs to get special candy and extra trips.

Jack: He's fine, aren't you, Scott? Something tells me he didn't have a burning desire to visit the Submarine Museum last week.

Louisa: C'mon, Scott, tell me how it feels in your own words. Would you say you're more disgusted or ashamed?

Scott: I don't really get the big deal. Apart from the candy, I mean. If you guys are so smart, maybe you should get some perks.

Jack: See, Scott doesn't need you to speak for him

Scott: Yeah, I...

Jack: Ssh, Scott. I've got this.

Louisa: Who's to say being smart is even a good thing? What if there was a special scheme for only tall students? Or only girls?

Jack: Er, what about the basketball team? Or the Feminist Society? Besides, c'mon, everyone knows being smart is a good thing

Louisa: Says who? Smart people, by any chance?

Scott: Well, they must know what they’re talking about. How else did they get to be so smart?

Bus XCIX

Louisa: How come you never thank the bus driver?

Jack: Huh?

Louisa: When you get off the bus. I've noticed you never say thank you to the bus driver.

Jack: Why would I?

Louisa: Well, it's friendly, is all.

Jack: I wake up, I brush my teeth, I put on clothes. Now I have to be friendly as well?

Louisa: Okay, enough said

Jack: He's the only person on the bus who's getting paid to be here. What more does he want? A hug when he honks his horn? A pat on the back if he makes a really smashing left turn? A round of applause every time he reaches the school without killing us all in a fiery wreckage? This is his job.

Louisa: I know it's his job. That's why I always thank him.

Bus XCVIII

Louisa: Where's the love, losers? We haven't talked in ages.

Jack: It hasn't been that long. A week or two maybe.

Scott: Feels like longer

Jack: Besides, I've been busy

Louisa: Why's that?

Jack: Well, if you must know, I've been writing a story

Louisa: Oh. Cool.

Jack: Would you like to read it?

Louisa: I guess

Jack hands her a few sheets of paper from his bag

Jack: So what've you been up to, Scotty?

Scott: Not much, really. I keep having this horrible dream though.

Jack: That's nice

Scott: Yeah, I keep dreaming that I'm in this story that someone made up, but then they lose interest in me and I...

Louisa: Cease to exist?

Scott: Yeah

Louisa: Wow, that's pretty deep

Jack: Aren't you supposed to be reading?

Louisa: I'm done

Jack: That was quick

Louisa: I'm a speed reader

Jack: So what did you think?

Louisa: I have a few questions

Jack: Fire away

Louisa: Well, why is it all in rhyming couplets?

Jack: Duh. The main character's a poet, so it's like he views his whole life through the medium of poetry.

Louisa: They're not very good couplets

Jack: Well, maybe he's not a very good poet

Louisa: Okay, then why are all the characters called Jimmy? Isn't that a bit confusing? Even the dog's called Jimmy

Jack: (snatching it back): It’s not my fault if you can’t understand the complexity of my work

Bus XCVII

Louisa: So what d’you think?

Jack: Huh?

Louisa: The Gazette? You’ve been reading it for ten minutes!

Jack: Oh, I’m trying to do the crossword in my head. It’s tricky, cos I keep forgetting which lines I’ve already solved.

Louisa: Haven’t you read my articles? I’ve been waiting for your response.

Jack: Oh, did you write the one about nappies?

Louisa: That was an advert

Jack: How about the mouthwash one?

Louisa: Also an advert

Jack: Oh, I did think the headline was a bit harsh: ‘Only a total loser would let their teeth decay’

Louisa: Yep, the School Gazette is brought to you by...corporate brainwashing

Jack: Well, I guess they couldn’t pay the bills otherwise. Besides, only a total loser would let themselves be influenced by it.

Bus XCVI

Louisa (miserable): Mrs Jamboree dumped my first article from the Gazette

Jack: The one about lowering English standards?

Louisa: I spent so long working on it too, and now they’re just gonna bury it cos they didn’t like me criticising the school

Jack: Did she even give an excuse?

Louisa: Yeah, some bullshit about how I was using too many three-syllable words

Bus XCV

Scott: I hope Jack’s okay

Louisa: They’re doing tests, but the doctor seemed to think it was just exhaustion. He’s staying home for a few days to rest.

Scott: Maybe it was the fumes

Louisa: Fumes?

Scott: From the bus

Louisa: Aren’t the fumes usually pumped out the back?

Scott: That’s what they tell you, but my grandma always wore a gas-mask on the bus so they couldn’t get to her. I figured they’d never target kids, but maybe it’s time we started wearing gas-masks too.

Louisa: Yeah, I might do that. Have you thought about taking a few days off yourself? With all this vigilance, I think you've earned it.

Bus XCIV

Jack: I hate it when people interrupt me

Louisa: Do you think I should get a bouncy castle for my birthday party?

Jack: Not crazy about being ignored either

Louisa: I love bouncy castles

Jack: Can I finish my thought please? I was leading up to an anecdote.

Louisa: Did I ever tell you about Lorrie Blackman? She had the best bouncy castle. I still dream about it sometimes.

Jack: Aren’t we getting a little old for bouncy castles?

Louisa: Who says you’ll be invited?

Jack: Because if I’m not, it’ll just be you, Scott, and that girl you sit next to in Physics

Louisa: Maybe I’ll keep the bouncy castle all to myself

Jack: It’ll barely bounce if you’re the only person on it

Louisa: Then I’ll hire people to pretend to be my friends and bounce on it

Jack: Go ahead and do that

Louisa: If I do, it won’t be cos you gave me permission

Jack: Fine, whatever. Now, what was I saying before?

Louisa shrugs

Jack: Oh yeah, I hate it when people interr---