By Rose Liu
Prologue: Sirens
Wouh! Wouh! For the fourth night in a row, sirens were wailing again. Liam yawned and stretched as he peeked out the window. Washington DC was aglow with what seemed like thousands and thousands of street lights. Liam stroked S’more, his family’s border collie/scotch collie mix. Why were the sirens continually going off? Honestly, he much preferred the hoot of the owl and the chirp of the cricket on his family’s ranch in Blue River, Montana. He wished he were back in Montana snowboarding, instead of being stuck in a place like DC, even if he got gourmet meals every day. Tomorrow afternoon, he will be in Florida, with his family. His dad, the President, was going there to meet with someone who Liam didn’t really know, or care about. Liam didn’t even know their name. Liam sighed, he checked his suitcase for the hundredth time and went back to bed.