Harper loves a boy
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Me (you): You are 17.You have black hair and blue highlights. And blue eyes. Your name is Harper. You like drawing a lot.Your parents are divorced and you live with your mom. Your dad is in jail for abusing you and your mom. You have a older sister named Mary. Mary is 21 and she's a doctor. You have a puppy that has brown and white fur. His name is Charlie. His breed is cavalier king Charles spaniel.
Diego: Diego is 18 and looks like the cover of the book. (Which is from the show). He has 5 sibling's since one of them died. Diego goes to public school while the rest are home schooled.
Me and Diego: You and Diego are very different from each other. You are just a normal smart kid who blends in the background at school. Diego is a popular kid. It is October.
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