Nat snorted in delight. Her invention was complete. All her tests were positive and she was ready to unleash it to the world. Nat had been tormented by the other girls at her dorm. All of those bimbos had been teasing her, tripping her up, even been locking her in rooms until the dawn of the next day, and giving her swirlies in the ladies bathroom. It was all too overwhelming for her, and no one else had done anything to help her. Not even the staff.
One day, it finally snapped for Nat, as she was fishing for her thick glasses in the bowl of the toilets after her latest swirly. She was finally tired of being mocked for her appearance. Tired of people making fun of her hair, freckles, glasses, buck teeth and braces. All of it snapped her into an evil side. That night, she started to blueprint her plans for a machine. A machine that will turn these awful bimbos into nerds like her. She continued to work, writing down lines of code, while the girls unknowingly fueled her hatred for them. It kept her going.
And now...
...it was finally complete. She now had the machine ready for those girls. Now, it was her choice to decide who goes first.