Snippet #1566101

As he was waiting for the bus Micah was leaning against the hotel balcony rail with his elbow to the rail and his head resting on his hand. The sun was warm but not hot on his skin and pretty soon he was dozing off, dreaming something about a blue monkey that wouldn't share its banana split.
The sound of the soiree rolling into the parking lot jerked him awake, almost causing him to fall over. Micah shook the sleepiness out of his head and threw Jericho a wave as he went to grab his bags. After lugging his drum set up to the second story the night before it was a relief to be carrying it downwards. When he finally got everything down and loaded into the bus he stepped into the passenger area and stared for a second, taking it all in. It was so huge! "Hey, nice ride," he greeted Jericho with a half-smile and sat down in the left side of the center row.
He looked over and saw a girl he hadn't noticed at first glance. She looked kinda shy by the way she held herself so he figured he should introduce himself first instead of waiting for the other person to do it like he usually did. "Hi, I'm Micah," he said, looking at her while shifting himself between his seat and the wall at an angle.