Jasmine crept out the door and pressed herself against the wall, holding back a moan as her sensitive butt slid across the wall.
“Adam? Roger? George?” The curvy goth called out as she tried to open the doors.
Suddenly she collapsed to the floor and tried to stand back up, overwhelmed by a splitting headache. She tried to stay focused on Adam... and George and... Roger?
Who were this guys? Some of the losers hitting on her?
“Ahhhhh! S-Stop!!! Get out of my head!!!!” Jasmine cried, unaware of the translucent old lady massaging her head.
Jasmine’s eyes suddenly went blank.
“Yes headmistress, my friends are girls, always have been... always will be.” Jasmine droned as the phantom stroked her head.
“Heeeeeey! Let me ooooooout!!!!” A girl yelled.
Jasmine shook her head and ran towards one of the dorms as someone furiously banged on the door.
“Jayden!!!! Jaydeeeeen!” The girl cried out as Jasmine kicked the door open.
There before her, she saw who was screaming...