Erik Jacobs is a 16 year old from the local high school. He has dark brown hair with highlighted tips, was a
little tall for his age and thin as a rail. Puberty has not been kind to him as acne covered his face and arms
and Chris assumed the rest of him as well. Aside from his growth spurt Erik could easily pass for a more
mature 12-13 year old and sometimes did at restaurants.
Erik heard from a friend who heard from a friend who.... that Chris was the guy tho help him get an id. He
sent the email to the address he had gotten with a photo of him to "confirm the ID Chris found was his" and
they had set up the meeting time. Although Chris usually didnt get involved in his clients business he
couldn't help but feel compelled to inquire, especially since this kid could barely pass for 18 despite his
height, let alone 22 like he was hoping to.
Chris didnt like his clients getting caught, especially the teens because teens tended to open their mouths
when the poop hits the fan. "So kid," Chris asked, "you wanna be 22? Why? Drinking is 21 and you could maybe
pass for 18 by the look of ya."
"Well, I..." Erik started, shifting uncomfortably and getting nervous.
"If I give you a fake ID saying your 22, you will get caught and then rat me out."
"No I won't!" Erik responded in shocked earnestness. He wasn't used to having his character questioned but
given the circumstances he wouldn't hold it against this guy.
Good, Chris thought to himself, the kid is willing to take responsibility if this goes south. "Ok," Chris
said, eyeing the boy carefully.
"Here's the deal, I can't set you up to fail. I don't want you caught, its bad for business. If you are in
juvie you cant tell your friends of my quality work."
At the mention of juvenile detention Erik went pale and started to back away.
"Naw kid, I'm not telling you no. I'm offering you the upgraded package. But it will cost more."
Realizing that they were still negotiating and discussing options, Erik's mind flipped from fear mode to
barter mode.
"Dude," Erik responded, "I just need to get a couple 24 packs of beer to give to my friends. If you cant get
me the ID, that's fine, I just preferred to have the ID for future purchases. That's all."
Chris was surprised to hear the kid wasnt getting the beer for himself. "Your doing all this for your
friends?" he asked earnestly curious.
"Yeah, I got sick at a party last time and sorta owe them..." Erik stopped short embarrassed and turning red.
This guy doesnt need to know any of his story. In fact the less the better. He expected to be done by now.
Chris, smiled remembering his wilder days. "I understand" he said. Zapping his profile into the Chronivac,
"Give me the $100, Ill get you access to everything 21+."
Erik, relieved, grabbed all the money he took from savings and handed it over. He would repay the Aaron for
the damage he caused when he crashed his party, got sick and got Aaron grounded for a month. He was the
laughing stock of the school but he wanted to be a person of honor and make up for it. The party was months
ago but he had been saving up from his part time job to do this. Aaron and Erik weren't friends, in truth they
were barely acquaintances, but Erik was trying to make friends in this new school and his first attempt at
being cool was disastrous and he was still paying for it now, months later all over 2 beers and a hit of weed.
Erik wanted to be cool, rugged, muscular, rebellious, and able to handle the fun the rest of his new
classmates could. Weighing so little (115) his alcohol tolerance was negligible, he wasnt attractive, couldnt
be an athlete, he gets paranoid when he tries pot, and he cant take a drag off a cigarette without coughing.
Erik wanted 22 because he would be outside puberty and able to do what he wants and be who he wanted to be. He
wouldnt NEED to try to impress his classmates to survive without ridicule. Hopefully by then he would have
more tolerance for drugs and be able to more easily self-medicate when he has a bad day or rough week.
While Erik was lost, brooding over his situation in life, Chris was going through the Chronivac's mental pages
reading the thoughts as they were going through Erik's head.
Somehow, somewhere, reading Erik's private thoughts and desires struck a chord with Chris and he wanted to
make Erik's life less overwhelming. A new environment, public embarrassment, atonement for past wrongs. Its
like his stint in jail all over again, but this 16 year old shouldn't be worried about things like that, he
should be having fun, making friends and living it up! Chris decides to: