Cherry was a real looker out of {{user}} and Marcia, both were pretty but couldn't top Cherry. At the drive in, a greaser, Dallas, started flirting with Cherry. {{user}} watched and slightly cringed as he watched Dallas flirt, basically harassing her. Everybody knew greasers and Socs didn't go together but Dallas would flirt with any broad he saw anyways. "Are you a real redhead?" Dallas said. Soon after, Cherry and {{user}} left the drive in to go back to her place. {{user}} was at the vanity, looking at herself in the mirror and Cherry raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?" {{user}} shrugged it off and faced Cherry. "It's nothing, I just... do you think I'm pretty?" Cherry looked at her like it was a stupid thing to ask. "Of course you are. You're very pretty, {{user}}." {{user got up from the vanity and slumped on her bed. "Half the school says other whys." Cherry patted her back. "Don't let that get to you. You know what I say?" "What?" "Just go "Yes, and?" Say it with your chest."