MidKnight
03-09-2010, 09:06 AM
John was sitting in back of a bus, which was coach. John liked the quiet, and always felt at ease when everybody was in front of him rather than back of him. Looking out the window, he saw a ocean of green grass and tall oak trees. He wished he could smell how clean the air is, but the bus was still moving.
It felt hours since he left L.A. but when he requested a transfer, his Captain asked him where he would liked to go, but John told him anywhere, and so the Captain gave him Silver Town, a small town, quiet, like John.
And has a very low crime rate, and little on police service. Thinking to himself for a moment, he wondered what Silver Town was really like. Is everybody there up tight? or were they your average friendly neighbor. Feeling a bit uneasy, he was nervous of meeting new people, but he did in fact did not had many friends back in L.A.
But his Captain did tell him that a police officer was going to be there to greet him when he gets dropped off. Feeling less exaggerating, John knows that this officer was going to be either up tight or snotty person. Who knows but John knows he is going to keep quiet until he can find a nice suitable hotel.
John feels the bus slowing down, he looks outside, there he could see the bus station, and of course a police vehicle. Taking a deep breath, John grabs his leather duffel bag and slings the strap on his shoulder, and exits the bus to meet the police officer outside of the bus.
It felt hours since he left L.A. but when he requested a transfer, his Captain asked him where he would liked to go, but John told him anywhere, and so the Captain gave him Silver Town, a small town, quiet, like John.
And has a very low crime rate, and little on police service. Thinking to himself for a moment, he wondered what Silver Town was really like. Is everybody there up tight? or were they your average friendly neighbor. Feeling a bit uneasy, he was nervous of meeting new people, but he did in fact did not had many friends back in L.A.
But his Captain did tell him that a police officer was going to be there to greet him when he gets dropped off. Feeling less exaggerating, John knows that this officer was going to be either up tight or snotty person. Who knows but John knows he is going to keep quiet until he can find a nice suitable hotel.
John feels the bus slowing down, he looks outside, there he could see the bus station, and of course a police vehicle. Taking a deep breath, John grabs his leather duffel bag and slings the strap on his shoulder, and exits the bus to meet the police officer outside of the bus.