From the day
Perspective: The Teenager · Tactile
The scratchy, oversized flannel rubbing against my neck is driving me crazy, but it’s worth it to hide my new Rio MP3 player from my dad. He’s hunkered down with the Sunday paper, ranting about some "Teardowns, Trophies And Angry Neighbors" article while the neighbors probably think we’re the ones trippin' for keeping the lawn so long. I just want to zonk out and loop Monica’s new track without hearing that creepy Furby clicking its plastic beak and blinking those lifeless eyes from the shelf. Talk about a total buzzkill to my afternoon.