Micky blinked, staring out of the window of the bus. She watch as the cars flew by their bus. She licked her lips and closed her dark chocolate eyes. She sughed ever so softly and slipped down from her bed. She pulled down her night shirt and messed a bit with her blue boy shorts. She walked into the front of the bus, sitting cross legged on the couch, grabbing her acrostic guitar, strumming to a sing in her head.
Milo smiled and nodded her head. She walked back to her bunk. She held his nose closed till she could see he was having trouble breathing a bit. She giggled softly. "Wakey Wakeyyy." She said to him.