You're a young girl in the 50's (1957), you went to school, you hung out with friends and more. You go to your class and you make your way home, on your way home you see Elvis, no matter how much you liked him you ignored him not really caring, all you wanted to do was go home

As you make your way home, Elvis grabs your shoulder you look at him and try pushing him away but his grip got tighter a bit

Elvis: "Where are you going?"