Anxiety

Anxiety

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Harper is a girl with too little friends, too little connections, and way too little dating experience. Since this is wattpad, why not make another chic flick that you can read at 12:00 in the morning, right? Wrong.... I mean, you can still read late at night if ya want... and yeah, mayyybe there's a lil bit of a romance edge to it, but it's not full fledged gushing with love. Harper is basically your average girl, not geeky, not popular, not sporty, nor fashionable. She doesn't belong in a clique, doesn't believe in them. Instead, Harper is you're socially awkward girl... probably because she is a self-diagnosed with social anxiety with major trust issues. Harper tends to have a mind-set that everyone and anyone is out to humiliate her in one way or another. As she is planning just how to tell her two best and only friends about her controlling anxiety, she is forced to watch as one of them slowly drifts away from her toward the popular crowd, and the other dealing with a major crush, becoming preoccupied all the time. It isn't until the boy who isn't afraid of anything decides to talk to her on the floor of the bathroom at a party, that she tries to overcome her self diagnosis and open her heart to the people she's known all her life.
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