Clint watched as the two girls hurried off in the direction of the McDonalds across the way. He had no idea what his brother had just done, but he was determined to find out.
Hurrying on the bus, Clint found his brother sitting on his bunk. Clint watched Scott until Scott finally looked at him.
"What?" Scott asked.
Clint laughed and stared at his brother. "What the ---- did you do to her?" Clint asked, yelling at his brother.
After Clint said that, Bob and Dave appeared on the bus. They were confused when they saw Clint's angry face and Scott slouching, not saying anything.
"Hey guys..." Bob said, confused.
"Scott, I'm waiting." Clint said angrily.
"What's going on and why did Ashley and Julie run away from the bus?" Bob asked.
Clint answered. "Scott did something to Julie, and I'm trying to get him to tell me, but the prick won't tell me!"
"I didn't do anything, get off my back about it." Scott said and layed back on his bed.
"I have Ashley's phone number. I'll call her and find out. And when I do, you're gonna be sorry." Clint threatened and headed into the back room. Bob and Dave followed him.
When the three were all sitting in the backroom, Dave spoke up. "Why is Scott like that?" It was more of a rhetorical question. No one could answer.
"I just lost one of the coolest girls I've ever met because Scott probably tried to get in her best friends pants." Clint said loudly, hoping Scott would hear him without being too obvious.
"I'm sorry, CT." Bob said.
"It's not your fault."
Sitting in silence for a few minutes, they heard Frank and Sheila appear on the bus.
"Alright, guys. Ready to go to Billerica? Hey Scott, where are your brothers?" Sheila asked.
"Who cares." Scott said nonchalantly.
"Scott, that wasn't nice. Bob? Clint? Dave?" Sheila called, and soon the three appeared in the bunk area. "Ready to go?"
"Yup." The triplets responded in unison.