Just an Ordinary Day in the Life of an Ordinary Girl

"That's okay," he says. "Thanks!"
You feel better already.
"By the way, I am Zack." He sticks out his hand through the open window towards you, and you do the same.
"Hey, nice to meet you." You shake his hand, then tell him your name. Zack leans over, seems to study you for a short while, for as far as the sunlight lets it, and then says with a smile, "That's pretty. Just like you." Then he walks over to the passenger side and makes himself comfortable on the seat. He is now only one foot away from you and you can feel your skin tingle.
He is smooth, you think to yourself, but you just felt a colour almost as red as your hair creep up your cheeks. It's a good thing it's still too dark to notice.