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A few dresses hung from the hangers on Corinna's arms. She was about to make her way to the fitting rooms to try the dresses on when a cite boy caught her attention. She looked at him and flashed him a dazzling smile.

"You prepping for the dance too?" She asked curiously.

Corinna tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled at Benji.
A small pout crossed her mouth as he talked about going alone. She realized that since she was new she wouldn't have a date and she wasn't showing up to the dance alone.

She twirled the same strand around her finger, "I'm going alone too." She admitted, a small hint of her European accent peeking through.
"My names Corinna Baumann." She introduced after he introduced himself.

"Ja, I was born in Berlin, but I almost have the American accent down to a science." Corinna giggled. She tapped her chin thoughtfully as she contemplated Benji's offer. Well he wasn't ugly and she was in need of a date. If they went together that didn't mean that they had to stay together the whole night. Corinna came to the conclusion, "I'll go with you, and your shirt and tie should probably be pink. You're lucky I'm a sucker for foreign boys." She teased before slipping away to the dressing room.

A smile spread across her face at the praise on her dress selection. She glanced at Benji's outfit and shot him a thumbs up. She disappeared into the fitting room again and came out in her everyday clothes. She held the winning dress in her hand and Corinna looked at Benji before pulling out her phone. 
"Here, put your number in here. I'll text you later."