As per usual, I found the Californian in her private little clearing, probably looking at memes, or Tumblr, or something. I don't know-

I squatted down next to her. "Hello-"

"Go away." She hissed. California had mascara running down her cheeks, as if she had been crying.

"Cali, whats wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just normal..."

"No, it isn't. Wait, is the happy-go-crazy personality a facade?"

"..."

I could see the irises in her eyes darken, but I only saw it for a second before she looked down.

"It is, isn't it?"

And that is the spoiler for my own book! Yay!