You were shocked that Stacy Winters, the hottest and most popular girl in school, would even take notice of you, let alone try to help you. You listen to her soft, sexy voice as she directs you through the college grounds.
Eventually you come the female dorms, which you knew that you weren't allowed inside. Then she directs you around the back on the three story dormitory where you see a ladder.
"Climb." She instructed. "Don't worry, the teacher's next check around here."
So you climb, and when you come to the second floor landing you climb through the window to find yourself in Stacy Winter's dorm. This was the holy grail of girls dorms, and it was somewhere every guy in college dreamed of. It really wasn't what he had expected. The walls were bare, there was dust on the furniture, in fact the only hint that this room was actually occupied was the drawers and warddrobe in the bedroom bursting with clothes.
"This really isn't what I was expecting your room to be like, Stacy." You say, but she only laughs.
"That's because this isn't my room."
"Who's room is it?" You ask.
Stacy smiles mischeviously. "We'll come to that later. First, do you wish you could fit in?"
"Hell yeah!" You grin broadly, remembering why you are here. "What's the plan?"
"The plan." Stacy smiled that same smile again. It made you shuffle nervously. "It's simple." She passes you a small ring, it looked cheap and old but there was a jewel of many colours that fascinated you. You were about to ask what it was when she interrupts you. "Don't speak. All you need to do, is hold that ring in your fist and repeat after me, 'I just wish I could fit in.' Got it?"
You nod and take a deep breath. Something is telling you to stop. Something was screaming at you not to trust Stacy. But what she said was true. All you wanted was to fit in, and you would do anything to get it.
"I just wish I could fit in."
And then it all went black.