Another World (Intro)

Chapter I

"Don't you wish we could just sit up here forever?" The teenager asked, whose dark hair flowed through the wind like a current as the summer breeze swept the tree house. The other teenager whose hair was a slight tone light than the other youth's replied with a simple but melancholic: "Of course."
The nostalgia of previous summer fun was rushing through their brains, they thought of the times they spent watching movies at the City Dynaplex or all of the quaint parties they had with their group of socially misfit friends.
Each summer felt like it was growing shorter than the previous year's which, for two teenagers, was not what they wanted. As the season would change and the leaves would begin to fall, every adolescent was sent back to the Public Schooling System in their city for eight months of electronic paralysis, otherwise known as learning from a screen.
The dark haired teen was lying against the wood of the tree house and was staring into the view of the sky. This day was the prime example of a blissful Summer day: big cotton ball clouds and an ocean-esque sky with temperatures that were chilling enough to run around outside yet warm enough to keep one from shivering. This day did not come often, since it was the end of Summer, most days were sweltering. Due to complaints amongst citizens, the city had recently installed Air Pockets onto the sidewalks which were big hits amongst the elderly and the obese. All a person had to do was insert $1.50 into the machine and he or she would be blasted by a wave of heat-breaking ice.

"I don't want to go back to the School. I'm just not ready," stated Cameron, the darker haired youth with a crooked smile. Usually this statement would be conceived as end-of-summer lamenting, however there was a much more sentimental value to these words.

"Me neither. I really don't want to go back to the screens and holograms. If I spend more time looking at those screens I swear I'll slap someone." These words, spoken by Dakota, the other teenager, although perhaps bitter were also just as meaningful. These two had spent enough time staring at screens of math equations and holograms of human anatomy and getting on the Teleporter to the School every day.
What these two teenagers really wanted was to get away from the highly-futuristic society in which they lived and to live in a more simpler world, a dream that was not common amongst adolescence of this time. Most teenagers around the age of eighteen were perpetually staring into the screens of their Apple Eyeware and Google Watches; two technological inessentials that made life convenient but less interactive. At the flick of a wrist, an indolent man or woman could have a pizza ordered directly to their house without picking up a phone or searching through hundreds of numbers in a phonebook; which had become nonexistent. They could also quickly contact anyone they so desire just be speaking that person's name into the microphone of their Watch.
Dakota and Cameron were two adolescent rebels who understood the value of communication over convenience which was not easy to find in this day and age.