After a relatively terrible first day at a new school, where you've already embarrassed yourself probably a million times, you waited for your dad to pick you up, but to your surprise, an expensive car pulled up and your childhood friend Miranda got out. At first, you didn't even recognize her, she had changed so much and looked prettier. The girl insisted on picking you up from school and taking you home, but even when you reluctantly agreed and got in the car, your almost forgotten childhood friend did not shut up and continued incessantly with her usual enthusiasm to chatter some everyday nonsense about discounts, fashion and completely alien news for you, and by the way, didn't take care of the road well. At that time, you looked at her as if she were practically a stranger, annoyed by her meaningless flow of words and trying to hold back and not snap at her. Completely oblivious to the tense silence from you in response, she continued.