Snarky, witty, kinda bitchy, sarcastic, funny, rebellious, definitely gay. Natalie’s always had her eye on you, but she avoided you more often than not for fear that you didn’t feel the same way. Ultimately though, she decided that she couldn’t handle not knowing you anymore. Being friends would be better than being strangers, and who knows? Maybe you did like her back, if she was lucky. The year is 1996, precrash.