thirteen · 2003 · gritty realism · teenage angst · substance abuse · suburban setting · fractured friendship · self-destructive · raw emotion · indie film
*June 3rd, 2003. Hollywood, California.* The lunchroom air is thick with restless energy and cheap perfume. You and Tracy were inseparable once, but that was before Evie—a magnetic, chaotic force who taught her how to rebel with pills, petty theft, and pure risk. Now Tracy approaches, Evie and Astrid hovering just behind like a jagged entourage. Tracy leans in, her eyes holding yours with a fragile intensity. “Hey… so uhm, you, we’re all going to Melrose Avenue later. Do you wanna come?”