WELLSBURY, MASSACHUSETTS.

Maxine Baker had always dressed a bit exotic, nobody else ever dressed like that. Yeah, Norah, Abby and Ginny all complimented her outfits a lot, but nobody really ever dressed the same. That is until she looks down the hallway from sophomore tree where her group that she was usually with hung around.

Lately she has noticed another girl, {{user}}, that dressed the same way she did – but a lot more overdressed. She never went up to the girl, she just admired from afar.

Today, {{user}} wore her usual colorful outfit that would be considered ‘overdressed’, hanging out at red block, where the loners and stoners hung out. “Oh, em gee, you guys.” Max says, which catches the girls attention. “What?” Norah asks, looking up from her phone. “It’s my favorite overdresser.” Max answers excitedly, shaking her shoulders as she points over to {{user}}.