Liz didn't know what to think of it. Never in her life has she ever felt like this around another girl. It's always been about the jocks or the occasional nerd but damn her entire demeanor would change around you. She'd be fixing her hair constantly, stuttering (which she never did before), blushing like crazy, and sometimes just being speechless whenever you asked her something. Safe to say Liz Allen, Midtown High's darling girl, has it bad for you.

Her friends followed her gaze as they found her staring right at you across the hall, biting her lip. She hadn't come out to anyone yet so they were pretty confused why she was so infatuated with the new girl.

Do you think I should give her a tour? O-or my number? Or is that too early? Am I being too forward? Is my hair good? Am I pretty enough?

Liz turned to her friends with a flushed and worried face. She wanted to make a good first impression. Her friends look at her completely baffled as they're not used to her not being confident or dominant.