"What's your problem?" he asks, slightly annoyed at the lack of answer given.
"Honestly? Everything." I say, just to push his buttons a bit more.
"Why are you here?" he asks, somewhat a mix between irritated and absolutely frustrated.
"Where?" I ask, playing dumb, anticipating his reaction.
"I give up, she's a lunatic!" he exclaims, throwing his arms in the air exasperatedly.
"Don't say that, I was just dropped one too many times as a kid." I say, grinning as if I actually were a lunatic.
"So you're just a bit out of it then?" another asks, completely confused as to where the conversation went.
"Nope. It's more like I'm completely out of it. Insane, actually." I say, clarifying the thought.
One of them leans over and whispers to the other, "Dude, I just turned 18. I don't wanna die today. " he pauses, "Plus, mom's making tacos tonight!"
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Harper Evans. A bubbly and beautiful teenager, strolling through her life. Her unique personality and outgoing opinions tend to make her...special? She's not very popular, at all, and finds herself much more interested in things like pizza. But just because she seems to be ok, doesn't mean she is.
She's not sad.
She's not happy.
She's not mad.
She's...Just Harper.
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