It's a really long story. I was out and about, doing school work at the local coffee shop. Man economics is such a drag. Anyways, I go to the coffee shop regularly, and then this new girl works there now, she has bright blue hair and eyes to match, pale skin and pretty thin. When she works the register, I order my coffee, and when I get the cup, I see it has a phone number and a winky face and a heart. I wrote the # down and then went back to work. Coffee tastes great. Blended frappucino, yknow? Any ways, after I'm done, I wait around until her shift is done, and right before she leaves, just to make sure it's her #, I tell her the number with some digits wrong, and she corrects me to what it was. Later that night, bout 10, I call her. She tells me to meet her tomorrow, and I do. Same coffee, except now it has an address and a time at it, she tells me to meet her there. Then, that night at the time she said to meet her, I go and do. I knock on the door, and she answers and has me go inside, and she takes me to her room, and there's other guys, and I'm like wtf? So I go out to the road and flag a taxi, and I tell the driver "yo homes, to bel-air"