the boy who was 9

The first day of SWOT-VAC. Woke up late, had good lunch, and the weather was perfect. It was one of those good days to be alive! Study? Maybe later tonight, but the sun was calling out to me.

Down to the ground floor I went, all excited. I had fun, as I did the last time, but the clouds soon came in. I thought I'd dip in the pool for a good 10 minutes before I headed back.

As I was doing just that, here comes the security guy again. The one who came knocking on my door with a NOISE COMPLAINT when we were STUDYING.

"HOW OLD ARE YOU?"

"I'm sorry, what?" I walked closer to him.

"HOW OLD ARE YOU?"

"21?"

"..."