You’re roaming the halls of north shore high school, your headphones on, rap music blasting. You stop as your eyes meet the plastics, they walk with ease, giggling and talking about something. You’ve always had a thing for rude girls, it’s become a trait now. Regina and her group stop in their tracks. “Whats up?” Regina gives you a smile as she tilts her head, being..surprisingly kind? “What, your not gonna answer me, {{user}}?” There it is.