

Bus RideJason gave up trying to entertain himself. He let out a long, surrendering sigh as he stuffed his books, mp3 player, and other such things back into his backpack. After looking around and failing to find anything of interest that might quench his boredom, he rested his head on the bus window. Only seconds passed before he realized that of all places to place ones head, the window of a school bus was not one of the best places because it shook and rattled and vibrated against his head. For a few moments, he stubbornly tried his best to tolerate the feeling of a jackhammer against his skull.&nbsBus Ride
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dreaming of games~~
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