"Ricky, it doesn't make sense why we are even going. That company is going to land us in hell." A young brunette complained while himself and his boyfriend got onto the Highschool Bus. The green haired boy shook his head as they slid into a seat. "Babe, you got to look at this from an idiot's point of view. They find entertainment in destruction of nature." Ricky said wrapping an arm around Jacob. Jacob sighed heavily nodding. "Yeah, whatever."
The bus ride was quiet except for the occasional yells of pain and people screaming "SPARTA!" It was weird. As soon as the bus stopped in the parking lot, the teacher, Miss Peregrine, stood up. "Students will be assigned a paper to do in a group after the trip. It must be completed by Monday or detention will be used." With that, she began creating groups. "And the last group is Emma Bloom, Olive Abroholos Elephanta, Enoch O'Conner, Bronwyn Bruntley, Millard Nullings, Fiona Caloski, Hugh Apiston, Horace Somusson, Ricky Pickering, and Jacob Portman." Jacob sighed heavily hitting his head on Ricky's shoulder. He could only deal with three of those kids. Millard, him being his partner in Science Class and History, Bronwyn, they're simply nice and protects him in dodgeball, and Horace, they complain to each other about dumb boys. The teens unloaded off the bus and onto the sidewalks to get into their groups. Brownyn and Millard were the first to find them. "Mr. Portman, Me and Millard-" "Millard and I." "-were so happy to be paired with you two!" Bronwyn stated with Millard correcting her. "We were too, I guess." Jacob said muttering the last part to himself. "Where are the others?" Ricky asked them. "They are inside waiting for us...." Millard muttered. "But we didn't see them today... How do you know?" Bronwyn questioned giving Millard a strange look. The dark skinned boy rubbed his arm before answering. "Just a guess." With a few shrugs, they all headed inside where the rest of the group were waiting. Jacob stayed behind Ricky as they all got together to greet and prepare for the tour. The tour started after an introduction and papers were passed out. (Emma took it upon herself to just give them all to Millard.) At the end, the tour stopped at the last place. "Here we are keeping many types of genetically modified and soon to be genetically modified spiders. We currently only have 30 in the makings-" Suddenly the tour guide was caught off. "Hey! There are only 20 here! You have 10 genetically disturbed and probably deadly spiders roaming around while almost 100 teens are in here!" Enoch yelled. The tour guide laughed shaking their head. "You must be mistaken. They can never escape. Now let's continue." They said as they began explaining how they did this to the spiders. Jacob looked over at the cases squinting. "Dudes, adults are blind." Enoch muttered rubbing his temples. Emma snickered. "Oh poor innocent Enoch. They aren't blind, they are dimwitted." "Emma that's mean." Emma's little stuck up, Olive, said. Emma rolled her eyes huffing. While this all happened, small genetically modified spiders crawled onto them and attached themselves to their skin.