EVEN BEFORE HE GOT ELECTROCUTED, Jason was having a rotten day. He woke up in the back seat seat of: of a school bus, not sure where he was, holding hands with a girl he didn't know. That wasn't necessarily the rotten part. The girl was cute, but he couldn't figure out who she was or what he was doing there. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to think.
A few dozen kids were sprawled in the seats in front of him, listening to iPods, talking or sleeping. They all looked around his age... fifteen? Sixteen? Okay, that was scary. He didn't know his own age.