Every morning, Mia and Chris tape a red or a green piece of paper to their front door. It's a signal for their son's bus driver. Green, pick him up. Red, keep driving.
On this morning, at 6, it's not looking good.
Mia and Chris climb the stairs and gentry try to wake Jared, their 16-year-old. They've brought him breakfast and his medication:
"You don't want to get up?" Mia asks Jared.
"How is your head?"
"Just go for a little while? It's only a half day," Chris tries to coax his son.