A better description!

She looked like the girl who would just chill and smoke a joint with you or a girl who would do any type of dare you asked her to. Despite her looks I knew she wasn't... Why? It must've been her eyes. Those eyes.... Glazed over with anxiety. Her eyes gave it away and I knew that if I just simply snapped, it'd be enough so get her to cry.- Michael Clifford. (A better description in in the 1st chapter!)