89. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Friday, November 28th, 3:00pm
Ingrid and Joanie (and Phoebe)

 

Ingrid puts Joanie on the window seat and sits in the aisle seat.

Joanie: (whining) I don’t wanna go on the bus.

Ingrid: We don’ have a choice so jes’ sit down an’ shut the fuck up.

Joanie: (whining) But mom!

Ingrid: I to’d you, shut up an’ jes’ look out the window.

Joanie whines and punches her mother.

Ingrid: Look d’you wan’ that thing for Christmas? That stupid toy you been aksin’ for?

Joanie: Uh huh.

Ingrid: Then jes’ shut the fuck up and look out the fuckin’ window!

Phoebe taps Ingrid on the shoulder from behind.

Ingrid: (turning around) What the fuck d’you want?

Phoebe: (handing her a card) I work at a local women’s shelter. If there’s anything you need you can call that number.

Ingrid: (stares at the card) Yeah? (looks up at Phoebe) What can y’ do fer someone whose kid won’ shut the fuck up?

Phoebe: (smiling) We can either help you or we can call Children’s Aid, if you prefer.

Ingrid: (studies the card) Yeah, I’ll give y’a call.

 

Next stop: Saturday, November 29th, 8:00pm

88. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Thursday, November 27th, 5:00pm
Andrea (and Thomas)

 

Andrea sits at the window. Thomas takes a seat beside her.

Andrea: (batting eyelashes) Hi.

Thomas: Hey there, good lookin’ lady. (spits on the floor in the aisle)

Andrea: EW!!

Thomas: What?

Andrea: EW! EW! EW! EW!

Thomas: (spits on the floor again) What?

Andrea: EW! EW! EWWW!!!!

Thomas gets up, shaking his head, and moves to another seat.

 

Next stop: Friday, November 28th, 3:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Andrea)

87. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Wednesday, November 26th, 7:00pm
Drommen (and Holly) (and Hillary)

 

Drommen sits at the window. Holly takes a seat beside him.

Drommen: Hey!

Holly: Hi!

Drommen: How are you? You look better than the last time I saw you.

Holly: Much better. I don’t know what you did, but that guy with the fangs laid off.

Drommen: (smiles) Great!

Holly: And I got my own place for me an’ my baby (pats her growing stomach) so we’re all good.

Drommen: That’s wonderful.

Holly: Thanks again for your help. I don’t know if I coulda done it without you.

Drommen: You’re welcome.

Holly: I’d return the favour somehow… (bats eyelashes)

Drommen regards her silently.

Holly: (rubs his knee) Whadda ya say?

Drommen: (grins) Well now that you mention it… (reaches into his coat for his fly and sees Hillary board the bus. The smile leaves his face)

Holly: What? Did you want to show me something?

Drommen: (waves to Hillary, who is waving to him) (to Holly:) Can I take a rain check?

Holly: (regards Hillary) Friend of yours?

Drommen:  Just a nice girl.

Holly: And I’m not?

Holly moves to another seat in a huff. Hillary sits beside Drommen.

Hillary: Who was that?

Drommen: A missed opportunity.

Hillary stares at him.

Drommen: (smiling) But I’m happy to see you.

 

Next stop: Thursday, November 27th, 5:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story.  (Drommen) (Holly) (Hillary)

86. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Tuesday, November 25th, 5:00pm
Monica (and Justin)

 

Monica sits in the window seat. Justin sits across the aisle.

Justin: Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere?

Monica: Who, me? I don’t think so. I came here from out west.

Justin: Oh yeah? Whereabouts?

Monica: Calgary.

Justin: Calgary! You must know Jimmy Schrodinger!

Monica: Errr… no…?

Justin: How about Dave Brown?

Monica: I do know a Dave Brown… but…

Justin: Long blonde hair? Really skinny?

Monica: (shakes head) No. He has short black hair and he’s pretty big.

Justin: Weird. My name is Justin by the way. What’s yours?

Monica: (scoffs) Fuck you.

Justin: Well that’s nice. Are all people from Calgary like you?

Monica: Ask Jimmy Whatever, asshole.

 

Next stop: Wednesday, November 26th, 7:00pm

85. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Monday, November 24th, 6:00pm
Amy-Sue and Billy

 

Amy-Sue: Nobody “gets” me.

Billy: I do.

Amy-Sue: How can you? I just moved here from Backwater-Hellville – I’ve practically never even seen a bus before…

Billy: But you’re the same as me inside.

Amy-Sue: …and you’re in the Geek Club.

Billy: I can quit.

Amy-Sue: What good would that do? (slumps in her seat) I’m never going to fit in.

Billy: (swallows hard) I wanna help.

Amy-Sue: How?

Billy: I can teach you stuff.

Amy-Sue: Yeah? Like what?

Billy: Like, how to play RPGs and stuff.

Amy-Sue: And make me a geek? That’s even worse!

Billy: (shrugs) Or I could quit.

 

Next stop: Tuesday, November 25th, 5:00pm

84. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Sunday, November 23rd, 2:00pm
Amber (and Geeves)

 

Amber sits at the window. Geeves takes the seat beside her.

Geeves: Good afternoon.

Amber: Hey.

Geeves: (taking a sandwich out of his bag, he lifts the top piece of bread) Oh no, not again. (to Amber) Excuse me.

Amber: Huh?

Geeves: Have you any grey poupon?

Amber: Any what now?

Geeves: (lifts corner of lip in disgust) Ugh.

 

Next stop: Monday, November 24th, 6:00pm

SoCS – In and Out

The facts are unshakable. Incontrovertible. I saw him with my own eyes, laying in the coffin, eyes closed, hands crossed on his chest. They had him in a black suit and a white shirt, with a boutonniere; a red carnation. He could have been going to the prom. Only he wasn’t. In fact he prevented my sister and so many others from going to their proms. He was a killer. And I’m glad he’s dead.

As they nailed down the lid of his coffin I laughed a little on the inside. Maybe it was nerves. I have them now – a week later. I got a call from the police, in fact I just hung up – contacting his other victims’ families wasn’t fun. He’s gone missing from the grave. Did someone dig him up? Or did he get out himself?

What I didn’t mention to the police, nor to the other families was the damned red boutonniere I found taped to the outside of my living-room window. Even after a week it still looked fresh. Alive, even.

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badge by Doobster @ Mindful Digressions

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83. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Saturday, November 22nd, 10:00am
Lacey and Kevin

 

Kevin: I’m real glad we live close.

Lacey: (sounding unenthusiastic) Yeah.

Kevin: And now that we work at the same place we can take the bus together.

Lacey: Uh huh.

Kevin: I wasn’t surprised I got the job.

Lacey: Really.

Kevin: I won an award for selling the most shoes at the place I worked in in Kingston.

Lacey: Uh huh.

Kevin: Kingston Jamaica.

Lacey: You mentioned that yesterday.

Kevin: It was a lot different there. Spending time on the beach all day, playing volleyball…

Lacey: Uh huh.

Kevin: It was real nice there. And it never rained.

Lacey: Never?

Kevin: Well only at, like, 2am when no one was out sunbathing anyways.

Lacey: No shit.

Kevin: No shit. It was perfect.

Lacey: So why’d you move here?

Kevin: This guy gave me all this money and said if I wanted to keep it I had to move to Canada.

Lacey stares at him.

Kevin: Seriously! I had to stash it in my house where no one would find it.

Lacey: Your house where you live with your mom.

Kevin: Yeah. I can’t exactly go around spendin’ it. People would wonder.

Lacey: Uh huh.

 

Next stop: Sunday, November 23rd, 2:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Lacey) 

82. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Friday, November 21st, 7:00pm
Candice and Sandi

 

Candice: I can’t believe you’re coming back to work.

Sandi: Yeah, hell, I’ve got to make a living, right?

Candice: Doesn’t the preacher make enough?

Sandi: Jeff’s suspended from work.

Candice: (looks shocked) Because you guys got married?

Sandi: Yep. Apparently him marrying someone who works in a dungeon is too much for the church to handle.

Candice: So what is he gonna do?

Sandi: Take it to the higher up.

Candice: You mean…

Sandi: Yep, the big guy himself.

Candice: Damn.

Sandi: Let’s hope not.

 

Next stop: Saturday, November 22nd, 10:00am

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story.  (Candice) (Sandi)