I looked over to the bus driver as we pulled over to the side of the road. I started looking around the bus while turning down my iPod eager to hear news on what was happening. I heard the people towards the front join the chorus with the driver that she couldn't have been speeding. "No... No... you couldn't have been speeding... I saw...". The mysterious nature in the bus reached new levels as we waited for the officer to get out of his car and talk to the driver on the side of the road.
There were no formalities exchanged. The first thing the patrolman said when he arrived was to move over so we were completely off of I-24. We complied. Word then got around that we were pulled over because we were too close to the car in front of us. The story started pouring out once word hit the passengers. The person in front of me pointed out that we were in rural Ohio. "We are in Ohio. mmhmm. People are really prejudice here." Another passenger offered another perspective on why we were pulled over, "He saw a woman driving a bus and he needs to get his quota of tickets."
The patrolman returned to the side of the bus to ask for her lisence and registration. She quickly gave it to him as people loudly protested us being pulled over. us. a greyhound. The drive continued to maintain her innocence, talking about how she just got out of the light so she couldn't have been tailgating him. She had, after all, received every ticket she had gotten on this stretch of road. I relaxed in my seat, smiling at the situation, but eager to return to the road. I had plans that night, I had only so much battery time left on my iPod and cell phone. I had to ration off my battery so i turned off my episode of Lost that I had just started to watch and put on a CD.
Everyone was already getting restless and we had only been on the side of the road for ten minutes. I just thought about how we would be back on the road in a few minutes. All this would soon be behind me. If only I knew what was going to happen next...
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