Sophia flipped her hair over her shoulder as she strutted out of Holister with a bulky bag and pure in her right hand. In her left she was holding her cell phone. "Damn it." She whispered, as she texted her father for the tenth time without a reply. Oh well, she would just use the card, he couldn't mind. Who uses cash anymore, anyway? She pushed the phone back into her purse and carried on, wondering where to go next. Charlotte Russe was pretty close to where she was now, but only poor people shopped there anymore. As if she'd be caught anywhere near a store where poor people shopped. She glanced around herself, not seeing many people she knew. Well, she knew a few people, but that didn't mean she cared about them. Like a small group of geeky girls from her school who were giggling to themselves. Then she saw one person, she couldn't give him a name, but she knew for sure that she'd seen him before. Walking over to him, she put on a sparkling white smile, and said, "Hey." Simple, but cute.