Rachel looked through her wardrobe for something to wear, sighing when she couldn't find something she liked. She made up her mind to go shopping since she would need better outfits now that lectures were going to resume officially, and her matriculation was just on the way.
Her ringing phone caught her attention, and she threw the dress in her hand to the floor before she jumped on her bed and picked up her phone.
She smiled when she saw Zach's name flash on her screen.
Zach was the guy she met at the party on Wednesday night. That night, she looked lost, seated there awkwardly watching the girls dance with random guys. The dress she wore made her feel exposed and uncomfortable, especially when she noticed the looks people gave her.
She had also been offered drinks by a few guys, which she politely refused, telling them she didn't drink, which was partially true and also because common sense wouldn't let her accept a drink from a stranger.