From the day
Perspective: The Teenager · Sight
My side-swept bangs keep falling into my eyes while I check my reflection in the storefront, making sure my layer of studded belts looks perfectly **scene** against these skinny jeans. The neon glow of the electronics store window highlights the grainy headlines about that manhunt upstate, but I’m more obsessed with the sleek Nintendo Wii display shimmering under the halogen lights. I adjust my headphones as the heavy distorted synth of **SexyBack by Justin Timberlake** kicks in, the beat pulsing against my skull while I ignore the world. Everything feels sharp and digital today, from the glow of my Razr phone to the way the sun glints off the chrome of cars passing the $2.27 gas signs.