Six hours a day and five days a week, after school I find myself sitting near this overweight, annoying,  and overly obnoxious kid who goes by the name of Brian. His common topics to talk, blurt, yell, or scream about consist of politics, God, or Halo 3.

With the passing of Christmas and New Year's, I thank god for asking my mom for the new iPod Nano. Now I don't have to hear that boob babble about politics or Halo all day long. It's like seriously, get a life! Or a girlfriend! Or topic  that doesn't include America's screwed up government system or the awesome guns and battle scenes in the third Halo game.  From the reviews I've heard, I'm sure it's the ultimate gaming experience, but there are plenty of other topics to talk about.

Before the Holiday Break came around, I was seated near the obnoxious boob while he continually went on about politics; dealing with the current President. Pretty soon I got into a conversation with one of my friends who was sitting next to me at the time. She and I were trying to hear each other, but, of course, we couldn't hear our own thoughts with that Brian kid behind us. His voice was ringing in my ears like an angry swarm of bees. In matter of seconds I cracked to his ear-piercing voice and started to yell at him.

"BRIAN, STEVEN IS SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU!!!" I bellowed. The entire bus fell silent as I started to yell at Brian for his loud behavior. "THE WHOLE DAMN BUS CAN YOU HEAR YOU, QUIET DOWN!!!" I shouted, still having more to say. "BECAUSE OF YOU, I'M GOING DEAF!!! I WILL BILL YOU FOR THE HEARING AID I NOW REQUIRE!!!" I screamed at him, obviously infuriated.  Brian just sat there with his mouth hanging halfway open while I turned back around in my seat and his friend Steven started to laugh at him. I could feel all the eyes on my bus just looking at me in surprise.

As I started to turn around, I could see Brian glaring at his friend. "Steven, why are you laughing at me?" He grunted with a sour look on his face. Steven looked at Brian with a smirk on his face, and continued to laugh. "It's because I'm finally glad that someone told you to shut up and, man, it was a show to watch! And it's even funnier that you didn't have anything to say back." Steven said, with that smirk of his growing bigger and bigger. Brian just looked at Steven with a shocked look on his face. He knew that Steven didn't like him very much, but he didn't have much of say in the matter, since Steven was the only 'friend' he had on the bus. Having Steven said that, Brian fell silent.

Afterward, I found that me yelling at Brian took up alot of my brain power and so I then developed a headache along with realizing that we were now pulling in my sub-division. Brian and Steven's stop was before mine so I had to watch out for that cannonball of backpack. Brain always had a habit of swinging his backpack around the center  aisle way, so in other words, his backpack was a swinging death trap. I ducked and crouched in my little corner of my bus seat as my friend did the same just as he began to swing that cannonball onto his back and got off the bus. Imagine getting hit in the head with that thing while already having a headache! Yeah, not fun...

Lately, I haven't heard Brian go above the octave of 4. I guess, kind words does help those who are in need of assistance in there noise level.