Post by mac on Dec 14, 2016 3:29:24 GMT
Shyanne’s Dress // Shyanne’s Hairdo // Shyanne’s Heels
Hallie’s Dress // Imagine her hair is up in a bun // Hallie’s Heels
Susan’s Dress // She has her hair done in a curled bob // She’s wearing black flats
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Setting
Posting Order:
Kenzie || Splash || Lori || Pierce
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It was often that Metric Academy gave their students opportunities to go out to different areas to better their experiences and give them opportunities to find new contacts. It was one of these events that wound up carting a bunch of Metric’s students to a certain country club an hour and a half away, up near the Washington border. The country club held this event every year and every year Metric was invited. While there were no requirements specifically to attend besides being a student, there were only so many slots available. A total of two buses – each of which could only hold about 25 students and staff – were sent on this trip. The spots for it always filled up within a day of the opportunity being presented to students. The dress code was formal, and if one opted to board the bus in non-formal attire, they would not be allowed on the trip.
Shyanne Volle had, obviously, signed up immediately. She made sure that Rylan came with her – she did not attend these events all alone – and he was her ‘date’ of sorts. However once at the club she had taken to flirting with the handsome guests there. She wore makeup that made her look older, as well as heels and a cute dress. At the event in question she had spend all night having fun and laughing, dancing with cute boys and being complimented all night. One of the guys was even lucky enough to get her phone number – though long distance, this guy in particular was so handsome and sweet on her that she had to at least give it a shot! The event was long, but so worth it. By the time she got settled onto the bus for the return trip home, Shyanne was glued to her phone, talking to the same guy she’d been dancing with all night. The seat beside her was occupied by Rylan – of course – and she was gushing about how great her night had gone to him. Maybe this was her Troy, she exclaimed, a fit of giggles as she took her phone out of the little purse she kept. She browsed Instagram and her text messages for the whole ride. She didn’t pay very much attention to Ms. Summers as she stood at the helm of the bus, ushering students and taking attendance. Shyanne only spoke up when her name was called and she raised her hand in confirmation she was there.
Among others situated on the bus was Hallie Grey. She didn’t usually opt for events like this and had regretted signing up by half-way through the trip. The dancing was fun but not knowing anyone there was so boring. Sure, she flirted with a few guys and girls, but they were all so posh. She lounged on the bus, preparing to nap, as she texted Lola and told her not to expect her that night because they were just now leaving – at 10 PM. She was probably going to crash at someone’s dorm on campus, so she didn’t have to drive home in the dark and while exhausted. She leaned back in her seat and began to doze off.
Susan turned to the driver and told him all students were on board. She radio’d into the second bus, telling them that they were ready to go. The second bus left first and their bus drove off after. Susan got settled in the seat beside another of the chaperones, talking about how much fun the event had been. She wished her brother could have come but he had to work earlier that day – yet she still managed to have a good time! She opened her phone and texted him, telling him that she would be back on campus within three hours or so. He was going to wait for her and drive her back to her apartment. She told him he didn’t have to, but he insisted. Not a fan of driving, Susan eventually agreed and told him she’d text him when the buses reached campus.
The bus traveled for a good hour. Most of the students fell asleep, others were listening to their headphones or playing with their phones. Outside the weather was turning threatening, the clouds twisting and convulsing. Lightning could be seen in the distance, followed by soft rumbles of thunder. Susan was wide awake as she listened to the storm. She hoped they didn’t get caught in it.
As they reached the backroads, the second bus was nowhere to be seen. At some point the bus had passed them immensely but as both drivers had a GPS it didn’t matter. The backroads cut cell service. There was barely any signal and the rumbles from the sky grew closer. Shyanne was growing frustrated with her phone.
”Oh my God! Why do we have to take this road?” She complained to Rylan, rolling her eyes. ”We never should have gotten off the highway like – you can still get to Salem from the highway!”
There was snoring from right behind them. Shyanne turned to glare at Chad’s messy mop of blond hair. ”Ugh. Guh-ross. If he’s going to snore, he should just wake –“
There was a loud crash and the bus was suddenly not on the road. The jolt from the vehicle seemed to wake many and some screamed. Shyanne was one of them. The bus rolled down and slammed headfirst into a tree, causing the lights on board the bus to flicker and for everyone to be jolted around. Shyanne, due to her turned position, let out a scream of pain as the jolt forced her body to take a sharp move and twist her leg in an unhealthy way. ”Oh my Gosh my LEG!” she screamed, whirling around to look at her leg. It seemed to be bleeding from the knee down, and she could barely feel it. ”I CAN’T FEEL MY LEG! OH MY GOD!”
She wasn’t the only one to panic. Behind her, Chad had woken harshly from the jolt. He slammed his head into the bus wall upon impact. He groaned and rubbed his head. He could feel warmth and he was fading in and out of consciousness. He tried to grip the armrest and sit up, but he couldn’t seem to find it. ”Wha—“ he struggled to think over Shyanne’s crying.
Susan had been one to scream during the crash – completely terrified of car accidents in general, she had reached over to Dillis who sat beside her and squeezed him tightly. Once the vehicle stopped moving she jolted up, and immediately went to check the driver. His head was on the steering wheel horn. He was unconscious and Susan pressed her fingers to his neck. Thankfully, there was a pulse. He was just unconscious. She told this to other staff who began to work together to get him in their arms.
”Is everyone okay?” Susan got up and walked up the aisle despite her whiplash. She squeezed the seats she passed. Thankfully no other students seemed gravely injured. Her eyes fell on Shyanne and she felt worried – ”Can someone carry Miss Volle?” she looked at Rylan but would take any volunteer. Shyanne was crying now, the pain hitting her in waves. Her makeup ran down her cheeks and her hands were shaking as she clutched her little purse and phone. Susan shook off the fear she felt and the shaking of her own body as she walked to the back of the bus and opened the emergency exit. The thunder was louder, roaring just after a flash could be seen in the distance. The wind was picking up and it blew cold air into the bus. ”Everybody single-file, out of the bus!”
She stayed behind to make sure everyone got off and that no one was unconscious. Chad grabbed onto Hallie for support. She was mostly unscathed, save for a cut on her arm. She had removed her heels and was walking in her tight-covered feet. She hopped off of the bus.
The driver, unconscious, was in two of the staff member’s hands. Susan saw a building in the distance – an old, abandoned hotel – and tried to radio the other bus. No luck – no signal. ”Everybody follow me!” she said, leading the way towards the building as it began to sprinkle.