The Swapped Device

POV: First-person.

My hand shakes. My thumb frantically jams the power button, plunging the glowing phone screen into total darkness just before the document finishes loading. I whip around to face the source of the voice, forcing a painfully casual tone through my tight throat.

"What are you doing here?" I ask. I silently pray he did not get a glimpse of the screen over my shoulder.

"My mom