I'm Something, aren't I?

Pinky

It was a new starting. After vacation, everyone came to school. I was so happy. New class, new benches, new homeroom teacher and old friends. I never expected a new student in my class. However there was a new student. A little girl with long curly hairs which fluttered in breezes. Her name was Pinky. When I first saw her, I couldn't see anything except her. I could hear my heartbeat as a music beat. But it not longed. My friend came and a thud on my back. I startled and jumped a step ahead. She laughed at me. I blushed so much. I think it was a good starting!☺︎︎

...I'm Something, aren't I?