"Go ahead. Hit me as hard as you can," he laughed. I had nothing to say to him. "That's what I thou-" My fist connected with his face. - - - - - - Connor Phillips is a person of few words. And when she does speak, well, let's just say it's rare when she does. It's not that she's ugly. In fact, if there was any word to describe her, it'd be 'handsome'. Yes, handsome. Long story short, she looks like a dude. Not that it bothers her. She's just, in better words, different. Her hair is short, she's always wearing baggy clothes and sweats, and she never uses the changing room in gym class. No one knows if she's a boy or girl-- and no one really cares. In everyone's eyes, she's just another guy. She doesn't correct them. Maybe it was easier that way.