Eventually I have the bright green backpack stuffed with everything that my guardian said was appropriate for an American High School student to be carrying around. Some notebooks, extra notebooks, pencils, extra pencils, paper, extra paper, and a lunchbox full of the nutritious vitamins needed for a growing adolescent.

"I'm ready," I say with a step toward the door, ready to see if the past eight months of training for social encounters and catching up on the basic knowledge a 9th grader was supposed to know have been worthwhile, before he stops me with a firm hand on my shoulder.

"Hold on. The ankle bracelet," he says while gesturing to the chair. I sigh but do as he commands and wait while he rolls up my pant leg to inspect the cuff around my ankle. A device meant to track my every movement, implanted by the CIA as a contingency in case I decided to "wander off." The precaution is needless, but even I can understand why they wouldn't want to take any chances.
*if daniel_decker <40
	As part of keeping me under lock down, it's my warden's job to inspect my ankle bracelet every morning to make sure it is still functioning normally.
*if daniel_decker =40
	It's my guardian's job to make sure that the bracelet hasn't been tampered with; the most obvious reason being me trying to escape but also in case it starts to degrade or somehow gets hit with something strong enough to break through government issued hardware - like maybe a train.
*if daniel_decker =50
	My guardian's bosses have him check the bracelet every morning to make sure nothing has gone wrong with it, though I've done everything I can to make it clear to him that I have no intention of giving him any trouble.

*if daniel_decker_rom =10
	"You know I'd never run away."
*if (daniel_decker =50) and (daniel_decker_rom =0)
	"I'd hoped we were past this by now."
*if daniel_decker <50
	"If I was going to try anything don't you think I'd have done it by now?"

"It's just protocol," he says while looking the ankle bracelet over, checking for any signs of tampering or natural decay and finally making sure that the bracelet is transmitting correctly. The cuff can be a bit annoying at times; especially since it never comes off but...

*fake_choice
	#I couldn't get it off if I tried. And I have
	#It's just a part of my life now. No point complaining
	#It's a small price to pay for a new life
*finish