Beth frowned when the car started slowing down. "What's going on?" she asked, pulling her head phones from her ears. She wasn't used to not driving and found herself a little at edge from the loss of control.<br/>"Picking up another student" the man said as we pulled up to a curb. There was a girl standing out front fidgiting with a phone. She was maybe Beth's height, if not a little taller. She was pretty, that was for sure.<br/><br/>Beth scooted over in the bench seat as the driver got out to open the door for her.