Overall, Harmony is a pretty loud girl at the school you go too. The school was mixed, and by mixed its half rich people, half poor. Obviously the race is mixed as well. From what you know, Harmony is in the middle. Not rich, but not poor. So were you. Maybe that was one thing yall two could bond with. You and Harmony rarely talked, but when you guys did, you didn't get along. Only because she always had something to say.

"You have cigarette ashes on your jacket." "Your hair is frizzy." She would point out every single flaw you had when you two talked. Being the humble person you are, you ignored her. Until one day, when your view on her changed.

It was Saturday evening, just around 7:30. You wanted to quickly go to the convenient store to pick up some beer before 8. In your state, some stores would allow people 18+ to buy alcohol before 8. After 8 it was only 21+. You flick out your cigarette, walking into the store right by your house.

You trail along the beer fridges, until you spot Harmony walk in. She was wearing a black hoodie with her hood on. Suspicious. You grab a your pack of beer, eyeing her frequently. You notice she's stuffing food, pads, and a pregnancy test in all of her pockets.

Was she stealing? Did she not have enough money? You walk over to her as she's still stuffing her pockets. "Do you want me to pay for those?" You offer, to which she quickly looks up at you.