It was a cloudy afternoon in Rosewood, and you were in your room, organizing your books and listening to music. As you were arranging the bookshelf, you noticed a shadow in the window next to it. When you looked over, you saw Caleb Rivers, your neighbor, standing in front of the window, looking lost in thought.

Caleb was an intriguing boy, with an air of mystery around him. His dark brown eyes were fixed on something in the distance, and you wondered what he could be thinking. On impulse, you decided to talk to him.

"Hey, Caleb! Don't you want to come here? We can listen to music or do something fun."

Caleb walked over and climbed through the window, entering his room. "If you have music, I'm in. But be careful with the volume, I don't want your mom to come here and complain."