Jay clicked a switch on the panel to the left of him, the one that made the transparent material of the window dissolve into the nothing, as he pulled off of the busy street and onto a slightly less busy one. Now that he was no longer surrounded by the noisy racket that was the main commercial sector of Omega Colony, he felt a little more comfortable with the window wide open, allowing the wind to run through his hair, which was loose from its tight tie for the moment, allowing it to hang just below the level of his shoulders. Grinning, he pushed the gas pedal down a little more and sped up. Not too much, since there was a point of no return, even if the unreasonable speed limits were very rarely enforced.
And then...before he knew what was happening, there was the slight hiccupping noise of a starting up siren, followed by the full force sound. It came from behind him, picking up in intensity with every second, as the offending vehicle approached him with a speed that threatened to cross that unwritten line between acceptable and unacceptable velocities. But, since it was a police car, that didn't matter much.
Jay sighed, and then looked around to see if there were any other cars around that the cop might be chasing. But, sure enough, as he continued straight for a little bit more, the flashing lights just got closer, and the car they were on refused to go around him to chase down anyone else. So, with another, heavier, sigh, Jay pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the cop car to do the same. A little bit later the police officer was standing at his still open window, glaring at him with a look that told him that she knew what he was up to, and that he wasn't about to get away with it.
"Is something the matter, Officer?" Jay asked placidly.
"License," the uniformed woman said tersely, holding out one gloved hand.
Jay fished in his back pocket, digging out the wallet that he always promised himself he would replace on of these days, preferably before it fell apart from age, and pulled out the card that was his legal proof that he was allowed to drive in Omega Colony. Trying not to smile, he handed the piece of plastic to the officer and watched as she pressed her thumb against the activation panel on it, and his full body holo sprang to life in front of them. All of his information, including record of the last thirty or so times he had been pulled over for much the same reason, sprang to life around the picture, and the officer frowned as she read through it.
"This can't be legit," she said, still frowning.
"How so?" Jay asked.
"There is no way that you are...thirty-eight years old!" she exclaimed angrily, staring at the picture of Jay some more. Like all the other pictures of him still around, it showed a Jay who didn't look more than sixteen years old...so Jay couldn't really blame her. But, unfortunately for her, it was a quite legitimate license, even if it lied a little about his age. After all, he was older than the card claimed he was, not that he was about to tell her. He didn't think she would like that any more than what the license she was holding said.
"Is there a problem with my license?" Jay asked, making sure to keep his voice flat and neutral.
"No...none that I can find..." the officer said reluctantly. "But..."
"Officer, please..." Jay said, trying not to sound as frustrated as he was feeling. "I have a class to get to. Could I go now?"
She frowned, but then thumbed the activation panel again, and the holo and information disappeared. Then she handed the license back to Jay, a sour look on her face. Jay smiled at her as he took it and stuffed it back into his wallet. She muttered something barely audible about not believing, but not having a choice as she stalked back to her car, and as she sat down and closed the door behind her, Jay shoved his wallet back into his pocket and started the car back up.
Whistling and grinning cheerfully to himself, Jay pulled back out onto the road and headed to class, cursing the inability of the police force of the colony to believe that maybe he wasn't lying when he said he wasn't sixteen anymore, but also amused at just how many of the police officers around he could frustrate by simply telling the truth.