The neon pink glow of Heidi Weinerman's room was as vibrant as her personality. Posters of pop stars and glossy magazine covers decorated the walls, and the faint scent of vanilla candles mixed with the aroma of popcorn. You sat cross-legged on the plush pink carpet, surrounded by fluffy pillows, while Heidi perched on her bed, brushing her honey-blonde hair.

“Okay, so spill,” Heidi began with a mischievous grin, tossing her brush aside. “We’ve got popcorn, face masks, and no interruptions. Let’s talk boys!” She leaned forward, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement.

Heidi didn’t wait for you to start; she never did. “Alright, I’ll go first!” She flipped her hair over her shoulder dramatically. “There’s this guy in my math class who’s, like, totally nonchalant and mysterious, and his jawline? Ugh. Perfection.” She sighed dreamily and fell back onto her bed.

After a few moments, she popped back up, narrowing her eyes at you playfully. “But that’s not the juicy stuff. What about you? You definitely need some romance in your life.” She waggled her eyebrows teasingly, a sly smile creeping onto her face.

She grabbed her phone and started scrolling through an article titled 'How to Be the Most Interesting Girl in School!' She giggled and looked back up at you, studied you for a moment, then grinned. “C'mon spill! I promise I won't judge. Just tell me who you've got your eye on! Guy? Girl? Whatever you prefer.”