The cellist made quick work of the tree she had to climb down and landed safely on the ground. She tried to keep her mind of things as she searched around for her bicycle. Once the blonde girl found the her bike she hopped on and pedaled off in the direction of the quirky girl's house. She'd only been to the Moreno home once, because of the band, and the girl was rather surprised that she remember her way to the house. After a few minutes of riding Maya saw the older girl's home come into focus and she started pedaling faster. Once she finally reached the residence the virtuoso put down her bike's kickstand and headed over to the figure she knew had to be Imogen. "Hey" she said softly her cheeks flushing a deep red as she awkwardly scratched the back of her neck.

Yes, you are. I’m the one who’s not cute, Moreno. You shush it.

I ummm… well uhh… you’re kinda cute yourself, ya know…

Well everything involving me is awkward, quite honestly. But I uhh… you really think I’m cute?

Haha, you’re funny. Have I ever told you that you should be a comedian? You think my face is cute? I umm… I uh… thanks Imogen… I umm you want my face to be your present? Like can I please keep it? I need it.

Well that’s a first. I think most people can’t stand me. You want me to cuddle with you? Ummm, that’s the strangest request I’ve gotten, but sure, why not. Everyone needs a cuddle buddy, right?

I spy with my little eye something that begins with the letter I. Aww you miss me? Don’t you see enough of me at band practice, Moreno?

Tori couldn't take it anymore. Therr was one person this pageant girl wanted, and hearing the hottie was dancing in her room made her want her more. So Tori wasted no time. Putting on her black leather jacket she walked out the door of her house. Pulling out her phone she scrolled through tje numbers until she found Imogen's. "I'll be there soon." She took the short cuts. Goinf tjr familiar route to the Monero's. Finally making it there she knocked on the door and waited.