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Emotional Vampires. Emotional Vampires are basically people who will bleed you dry of all your love of life in order to feed their love of drama. They will drain you of your heart and soul because they don’t have any themselves. You guys will fight and make up and fight and make up and then fight and fight again and then not talk and then you’ll hear through someone else that’s she’s spreading rumors about you, so then you fight some more. Repeat pattern till the end of time.
Murderers. Murderers are not actual murderers, but people that show no empathy. They are the closest thing we have to a super-villain, because Murderers have absolutely no capacity to relate to anyone besides themselves. They’re not being mean, they’re being “honest.” And they “wouldn’t have to lie to you so much if you didn’t get so hysterical all the time.” Hanging out with Murderers turns you into a Spiral.
Emotional Volcanoes: Oh, Emotional Volcanoes might seem drama-free on the surface, but they’re actually dormant. Things are going peachy until you walk by their desk and accidentally knock over their Nalgene bottle. Then it’s like, don’t bother even running for cover—you’re Pompeii, and they’re erupting all over you with fiery, irrational anger.
Thirsty Animals: Thirsty Animals might be the most confusing and cruel of the bunch. Thirsty Animals don’t know why they’re driven to make your life a soap opera, but research shows that this drive comes from somewhere deep inside their lizard brains, and they are not going to stop texting you until you answer them about whether you are mad at them. And they won’t take “no” for an answer.
    So, yeah . . . first day of high school? NOT the best, as you may have guessed.
    It started fine enough. I put on my green Ella Moss dress and spent a half hour in the bathroom giving myself a French braid while watching a Michelle Phan tutorial (how did anyone learn anything before those, seriously?) and then slipped on a pair of Toms wedges. They weren’t my favorite but at least they matched. I had no idea how I was supposed to dress today. I wasn’t nervous, exactly, but I wanted to make a good impression, especially since I’d be meeting so many new people.
    I’ve never lacked friends, even as a baby, which my mom says is because I’m a good listener. Rachel puts it differently. “Sometimes you can be so
desperate
, Harper,” she says. Sometimes when she is being extra mean she calls me “Despi,” which I know doesn’t sound too bad, but when she says it, it can sound like a swear. But even though I have a lot of friends, Lily and I are
best
friends: yin and yang, vanilla and cherry, Converse and no socks, fro-yo and those mochi toppings they try to hide from you but we all know you can get if you just ask. We balance each other out, and that’s why we’re not just best friends—we are friends who are the best. Well, also because we have superpowers. But I’ll get to that later.
    In my opinion, everyone should want to be a best friend. Friendship is the most important relationship in the world, just about. It’s so funny to see people get so sensitive about it, like the girls who say they couldn’t
possibly
like one friend more than another, or that best friends are for babies. It’s like, yeah I want to be the
BEST
friend. SORRY I CARE ABOUT HUMAN HEARTS AND SOULS.
    But I couldn’t be standing around just giving thought speeches all day: I had to move to go to school! With barely a second to spare, I raced down the stairs and ran out to meet Rachel, who was already in the car and lying on the horn.
    â€œIf it isn’t the Tween Hobo, ready to hop the rails,” said my Twitter-obsessed sister, smirking when I tried to open the passenger door at the curb of our