Teen Thumbs | Paradise

The actual Jax was sitting fifty yards down the beach, surrounded by a dozen other kids. They weren't laughing or talking; they were all illuminated by the same ghostly blue glow. A dozen sets of "teen thumbs" were busy documenting the fun they were supposed to be having, sending fragments of their paradise into the cloud.

They sat in a comfortable, practiced silence. The only sound wasn't the crashing surf, but the rhythmic tap-swipe-tap of their thumbs against glass. paradise teen thumbs

"Want to actually go over there?" Leo asked, pocketing his device.Mia looked at her phone, then at the glowing red notification icon. She hesitated, then clicked the screen off. "Yeah," she said, her thumbs finally resting. "Let’s go see if the real fire is as bright as the one on the feed." The actual Jax was sitting fifty yards down