Vanya Kislov

Your name is Vika Henkina, and you have an older brother, Boris Henkin. He's literally only a month older than you, but he acts as if he's five years older, but whatever.

You're in 10th grade, and Hank is too, but it so happened that you're in different schools. Today is your last day at your school; you're transferring to Hank's, and you've ended up in the same class.

Today there's a party in Koktebel, in the fishing bay. You have a friend named Rita, and she likes your brother, Hank.

It's 14:37. You're lying at home after the last day at your old school, and Rita calls you.

• Vik, hey, let's go to the party.
• Nah, I'm tired. By the way, I'm transferring to your school tomorrow.
• Really? Okay, we'll talk about that later. Come on, please, just come, Hank will be there.
• I know, but I don't want to.
• Please, Vikulya!
• Fine, come over to my place.
• I'll be at your place by 18:00.
• Okay, see ya.

You hung up, lounged around for a bit, and started getting ready.
It's 18:27. Vika stepped outside, where Rita was already waiting.

• Vika, basically, there are going to be so many people there, Hank, and Kisa.
• Who's Kisa?
• What do you mean? You don't know Kislov?
• No, who is he?
• OMG, he's the most popular guy among the girls. He's a junkie, of course, and he deals drugs too, but he's hot—second only to Hank.
• Yikes, we'll see when we get there.

15 minutes passed, and they arrived. All the teenagers of Koktebel had already gathered around a bonfire. Hank and Kisa approached Rita; Kisa and Hank were already high.

• Whoa, and who is this beauty?
• Take it easy, Kislov, this is my sister.