RANDOM-ISM.

"Ten green bottles sitting on the wall, ten green bottles sitting on the wall. Then one green bottle had a great fall, there are nine green bottles sitting on the wall.." The boys started singing, excited that school's over and even more so now they've got the entire bus to themselves except for the driver and the attendant. The three of them crammed into two passenger seats, too comfortable with each other to move and occupy the vast space that surrounds them, and well of course, the very fact that the attendant was sitting right behind them, they didn't dare to switch places all the time, afraid that the attendant might just shout at them and keep them under his thumb for the rest of the year.


"Nine green bottles sitting on the wall, nine green bottle sitting on the wall. Then one green bottle had a great fall, there are eight green bottles sitting on the wall.." They continued. The bus driver was silent, all the time. The entire bus ride, not a single mutter, not a single breath can be heared from him, just a plain smile when a parent picks up his child at the corner of the street. The attendant just watched him from the back, as if keeping him on a string. At times, the driver stole glances at the attendant from the reflection in his mirror, and few of those times, their eyes will lock and then they will quickly look away, afraid they'll look suspicious of any activity of the wrong kind.


"Ring around the roses, a pocket full of poses, a-tish-oo"

"Eight green bottles, sitting on the wall.."

"Ring around the roses, a pocket full of poses, a-tish-.."

"..had a great fall, there are seven green bottles.."


The attendant took out his silencer and then slowly, he pulled the trigger, worrying if the boys'll hear him. Of course they wouldn't. They are too excited and loud, singing their stupid song. And then, three shots. The bus driver shut his eyes for eight deliberate seconds, drove for one minute and stopped the bus.


And they all fall down.

posted by Myz @ 8:16 AM