This Is Me

Josh

Our first day of junior year, she came to school dressed in a torn up jacket, stained shirt, and ripped jeans that barely reached her ankles. Her auburn hair was piled messily on top of her head, her light blue eyes hidden behind think glasses. Something told me she didn't really need glasses. And she was a nobody. She had nothing. She walked the halls, alone. She disappeared into the walls, the floor swallowed her up, she was frozen in time. Her name was Harper Cate, and she had a secret. And I was the only one who knew it.

Harper

Our first day of junior year he pulled up in his brand new car, looking like he just walked out of an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog. His beach blonde hair was styled perfectly, his dark eyes twinkling as everyone flocked around him. And he was everything. He walked the halls with his army of loyal followers. The walls pushed aside for him, the floor opened up for him, he was the one who decided when time began. His name was Josh Reagan, and he was complex. And I was the only one who figured him out.