Rebel? No. Reject

"And who are you?" he asked. I didn't respond, instead I stood, thinking.

"A Rebel?" he urged, curiosity clear in his voice. Silence took over. Not a moment later, I knew.

"No. Reject." with that I turned around and walked to the car.

"I'll remember that one, Reject." he yelled over the now distance between us. I smiled to myself before opening the door. Maybe this guy is different...