Crazy, definitely. Tara would admit that she was just a bit crazy. But she wasn't the bad kind. She was just a bit off. No weird vampire fantasies here, either. Perhaps aliens...
And anyway, Tara liked adventure. How could someone who loves adventure be bad crazy?
When she realized John was chasing her, Tara sped up. She was grinning uncontrollably, now. Looking around, she knew she had to devise one more plan of attack for her last balloon. Without much solution (she was running out of pool space), she simply turned and threw her last water balloon. Surprise was the only thing on her side with this one. "A watery death for you!" she called once the balloon had been loosed, her laugh turning just a little maniacal. Just a little, though.
Defenseless. She opened her eyes wide and made a face (eyebrows lifted, grinning widely), standing her ground at the corner of the deep end. She may have been defenseless, but she was certainly not about to surrender.