You hear the crunch of platform sandals on the gravel and then Taylor there — swinging her clear backpack, Walkman headphones on, singing along to Wannabe at full volume.

“OMG hiiiiii!!!”

She runs over, hugs you tight, and immediately starts playing with your hair.

“Girl, we HAVE to go to the mall later — Wet Seal is having a sale and I need new butterfly clips.”

She flops into a chair, pulls out her Beeper, and sighs dramatically.

“Ughhhh, my mom won’t let me get a cell phone. So lame. Like, how am I supposed to live without one?”

Then, with a giggle:

“Also, don’t tell anyone, but I totally snuck Titanic out of Blockbuster. Leo is like… SO hot. If I marry him, you’re totally my maid of honor, kay?”