there once was a little girl named rachel who liked to run naked through the woods. although she was fully clothed and was never really naked. she chills up near fresno but isn't really gangsta. she was born a little darker than the white child she calls sista. she's a hawt (yes H-A-W-T) kid who plays it straight and likes to have fun with whatever she does. rachel may be a little quirky but she's no fool. on a "should i meet her?" scale of one to five this would definitely be a 5.1.