Jumping as the pretty girl reaches out and grabs her, not quite knowing how to act or even what to say to this girl. Shelly stands there dumbfounded. Shelly nodded when the girl said her name, and thought to herself; of course, of all the dumb luck I get this girl to show me around. Look at her, they couldn't have found anyone that could have possibly made me look dumpier. Lost in her own thoughts, she suddenly realizes the girl is still talking to her, she responds with a dopey grin and shake of her head, her glasses sliding down her nose once more. She pushes them up just as this girl calls her cutie, she looks around, not quite sure what's going on, sure that this pretty girl must be talking to someone else. Not seeing anyone she blushes a bright red, and looks down at her feet. Oh great, she says to herself, she's one of those mean girls who is going to purposefully make me uncomfortable.