"why do they avoid you?" he asked as he sat beside her.

she pushed her bone-
straight light-brunette,
almost-red,
hair out of her face.

"the same reason that they avoid you," she muttered before looking over and smiling a cheeky grin.

"because no matter what, we aren't brainwashed by them. we're the real individuals. we're different and they don't like it."

this caused him to smile too, "you're insane, Bonnie Winters."

"perhaps i am, Clyde Fields."