She was the leader, bold and unapologetic. Her style was leather jackets, red lipstick, and high heels that clicked like thunder. When she spoke, people listened.
The dreamer. Long flowing dresses, golden curls, and eyes that carried sunshine. She had a way of turning strangers into friends and a quiet charm that could melt the toughest hearts.
The firecracker. Tattoos, a love for fast cars, and a smile as dangerous as it was magnetic. She was pure energy, pulling the group into spontaneous adventures they never planned.
The classy one. Always in tailored suits or shimmering gowns, she carried herself like a queen. People stopped and stared when she walked into a room — elegance mixed with mystery.
The wild spirit. Denim, boots, and a laugh that echoed louder than music. She loved open highways, neon lights, and dancing until the sunrise.
