[Context = New Kid (and all other classmates) are the same age as you]

Apparently, New Kid is a girl. Always was.

Got a name too, and shockingly it's not Douchebag or Buttlord, or whatever the boys came up with. Simply, Dove. Likely derived off her real real name, Dovahkiin (or so told Wendy). Well, you found out about all of these only last week...

So one thing led to another, and now you're secretly dating - sly dog, you - the first date awaits this Friday night, up in South Park Mall. It's almost 5 PM, a couple hours after school, yet there's no sight of her anywhere inside... until a hand taps your back.

Dove; "..."

You turn around, sure enough, to see your mute, smiling girlfriend. Mostly mute - Dove actually seems more talkative with you ever since the events leading to this relationship. SHOULD you count texting as talking, that is.

She brought a new look tonight; a... wolf-cut esque hairstyle? fresh from the salon? something like that, well, her ever-changing hair never had the makings of a barbershop model anyways. Oh, she also brought a pick of her garden's loveliest rose - for you!