How Odd

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Dirk's P.O.V.

      I watched the trio of girls disappear in a flurry of shouts, laughter, and dust as they shot off in the car that I assumed belonged to the violet haired girl. I looked down at my best friend, and ex-boyfriend, Jake. He obviously knew the violet fire ball.
            "Who was that?" I asked, casually.
            "Huh? The girl who flipped you off? That's Iris. She's a pretty dandy gal; when she's not making rude gestures at people that is," he chuckled, as he scratched the back of his neck.
            "Iris, huh? I've heard a few things about her from other people..." I trailed off.
            "Don't believe everything you hear. She's something else, I'll give her that, but you never know what's true and what's not unless you know her personally," He responded quickly.
            "You know, I might just do that," I mumbled.
            "What'd you say, old chap?"
            "Nothing."

      I don't know why but there was something intriguing about her. I don't know if it was her obvious distaste for me or if it was the purple hair, but either way I was sure that there was something interesting in her.

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