Confidently

You shrug. "So? You'll get the hang of it one day. For now, you look real cute in a tube top and miniskirt."

Natalie blushes furiously. She hugs her notebook to her chest and tucks her head, almost as if trying to hide behind it. "Y-you don't mean that."

You lift an eyebrow. "And why not?"

She mumbles. "Because no one's called me cute like that before."

You grin. "Not to your face, I suppose. Doesn't make it any less true."

She looks away and clears her throat, her face still red. "So. Are you going?"

You think about it. "To the party? Maybe. Why?"

"Because I only really want to be there if you are."

You smile. "Then I'm definitely going."

Natalie hesitates, then squeaks out a "See you then." and runs off.

You watch her leave, and you happen to catch a glimpse of her cute, and bare, rear as her miniskirt flares up for a moment. You're surprised for a moment before you remember that she currently can't actually wear much at once.

You grin again. Looks like the party might be fun.