She was a little strange. Sometimes cool. Some of the guys thought she was cute. She kept her head high. She seemed angry a lot. She said that she was open-minded. She also had an attitude of FTW.
We went to pick her up for school one day. The police were at her house. She was upset. She told me to just drive. She told us some things that sounded bizarre. They had to be a lie. My life wasn’t like that. We all knew she had some wild stories anyway. She was quite the story teller. We liked her though.