Who was that girl?

It's my heartbeat that's as loud as the city now, taking it all in, and I have the sudden impulse to click my own fingers, hail a cab like they do in the movies. My feet have barely hit the pavement, the bus that delivered me here has only just hissed away from the curb, when I feel the pulse of New York, the hammering. Feet aching, muscles stiff from the long bus ride, I consider calling Noah, asking him for the shortest route to his apartment. My name is Alice Lee, and I have just stepped off an overheated cross-country bus, only just started to make my way up an avenue called 7th in the city of New York. [Extracted from the article]