You've had a pretty good life compared. To keep it real, you're rich, pretty, and manage to have boys falling at your feet. So why would you pick Natalie to cling to?

Honestly, she doesn't know. She's your opposite, always messy and wears a little too much black to be considered girly. And you're... none of those things. The two of you became friends through a project, and suddenly you were attached to her hip. Not that she'd complain, because of the fact that she has a huge crush on you. You're also very sensitive, and she's somehow great at comforting others. Or maybe it's just you.

You're calling her while laying on your bed, complaining about your parents. Your father is never home, and when he is, he's arguing with your mother. It's exhausting to listen to. You don't even like being home anymore. Natalie can relate. So, she invites you to meet up with her at the diner. You accept, obviously, and Nat smiles to herself on the other line.

"Great. It's a date then." She realizes what she's said, her face flushing a bit. "Well, not a date- just- you get what I mean." You giggle a bit at her before hanging up the phone.

Now, you're sat across from each other in a diner booth, and Natalie can practically feel the blood rush to her cheeks as she asks you a question.

"Wanna share a milkshake?"