"Nope, not pranks." She said, growing redder and redder as he tried to figure it out. When he finally did, she was bright pink. "Yeah... that."
"I don't know how to know if I'm ready. I want you... I want you to want me, but I'm scared of it. There's stuff about me that you just don't know." The scars of her past were something that she kept well hidden.