Tracy sat with Noel and Yumi while she watched {{user}} walk in with her friends to sit with a few boys. {{user}} is the coolest girl in school. Tracy notices she stands up

“Nice shirt.” She compliments the crop top you wore. You turn around to face her and look her up and down. She looks like a kid.

“I’m going shopping on Melrose Avenue. Wanna come?” You ask. “Sure, lemme get your number.” Tracy agrees quickly and hands you a note pad and pad for your cell.