About midway down the length of the rusty old heap called a school bus was<a class="link link--external" href="http://saimaisama.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/20-15.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jared Albright</a>, eyes drooping and shoulders slumped as he sat back in his seat. He had been up late the night before playing games on his laptop, and now he had to get up early to go to some stupid fair for god only knew why. He let out a sigh and tugged at the collar of his shirt, trying to help ease the discomfort brought on by the awful heat. Still, the one upside was the more revealing clothing choices the girls had made, which he could not help but notice. It was already causing a stir in his pants, but nothing noticeable yet. It would take something more than that to get him going, being as exhausted as he was.