From the day
Perspective: The Teenager · Tactile
I’m buried in my scratchy, oversized hoodie, hiding my eyes to the sound of Katy Perry blasting through my grease-smudged screen. My fingers ache from trying to download the latest game on this "App Store" thing like some total newbie, while I absentmindedly fiddle with the cold, hard plastic treads of my Wall-E robot. Mom’s whining about spending **$1.37** on a single loaf of bread, but I’m vibing too hard to care about her grocery drama. I’m just waiting for the sun to go down so I can feel the cool breeze on my face while we wait in line for the midnight showing of *The Dark Knight*.