She doesn’t giggle; she has a deep laugh that can carry on for far longer than appropriate. Now, I won’t say the over-used, ultimate-cringe phrase “she’s not like other girls” because in many ways, she is just like her female peers. 

She has an exceptional talent for coming up with the most unrealistic scenarios when it comes to the boys she finds attractive. After watching a television show, she will create her own character and plot line for the eventual last episode. Her imagination only shuts up when it is called upon to be useful for school. 

She can almost always be found in front of the tv or with a book in hand. When given the chance, she will spend hours upon hours in her local bookstore or library; she feels at home in the presence of fictional characters and worlds. 

As an after-effect of so much reading, she has a deep seeded passion for writing and coming up with her own fictional worlds. As she writes, she can create the universe she dreams of living in; she can watch her own personality transform into a whole new character with each stroke of the keyboard. 

She does not spend all of her time alone, though—she is typically found hanging out with one of her two closest friends over the weekend and in the dull halls of the prison she attends every weekday. She can be heard talking to a variety of people discussing anything from gossip to a theory she has for her next book. She is not alone.

However, solitude is typically welcome; dancing to music in her bedroom with the curtains drawn and the door shut tightly so that she can be as embarrassing as humanly possible is a very common occurrence. She adores all of the time spent with her family and friends but can catch herself longing for the peace of being alone. 

She has gotten rather skillful at talking to herself, so she finally mustered up the courage to start her own podcast. Now, she can continue to talk to herself, but other people can hear her ramble on and on about the latest thing that has been weighing on her mind. 

She has always been rather outspoken—well, in certain situations. She could always talk to adults and manage the polite conversation required in social settings. She could speak up in class, and she used to be able to go up to her peers and start a conversation without too many butterflies in her stomach. Now, she has a few more butterflies stirring inside of her, but she can put on a smile and truly encompass the “fake it until you make it” ideology. 

She is simply a teenage girl. She adores driving, Target, Starbucks, and boys, and she attempts to keep up with the trends going around school—even if she often fails. She is a regular girl just like anyone, but inside her mind, she is a hero vanquishing the evil queen, or, depending on her mood, she is said evil queen crushing the hero. For her, every day is a new adventure she is venturing out on; she is a new person with new goals. 

Eventually, she returns back to Earth and remains a typical sixteen-year-old girl—just one who laughs for a little too long.