September 2—

Your name is Charlie Wallace. Today is the last tuesday of vacation before you start your junior year of high school. Over the past days the boredom and anticipation have been seeping into your brain, commingling into a terse, fitful restlessness, rendering it difficult for you to enjoy your last unoccupied days.

This morning you are huddled in your bedroom, the curtains shut against the bright gold streamers of sunlight as you try to finish the novel you’ve been reading. You are jarred out of your groove when your phone starts to beep insistently on your nightstand.

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