Riley, confident and athletic

"Thanks again for inviting me, Riley! That was a great meeting!'
"Told you the ultimate frisbee club was worth joining!" Riley chuckled. "We meet every week at this time."

"Great! I'll be there then!"

Riley with satisfaction as her friend Timothy hurried off to his next class. The ultimate frisbee club was probably one of her best ideas since coming to this school. She was unsure if the school would still let her lead it when she already had commitments to the soccer team, but perhaps that was why they accepted to begin with. She'd always been an advocate for everyone being able to enjoy the outdoors in any way possible, and if she couldn't find a way to make that happen here, she'd simply walk away from the team.

It was a bit corny but she always enjoyed a chance to participate in some sort of sport or just go for a hike on the weekends whenever she got restless. Just looking over the green field and taking in the fresh air felt nice. Couldn't imagine why someone would ever want to miss this....well, maybe there was a good reason: She had a class in 10 minutes.

Quickly she took off across the field to get to her suite. She'd gone through the path plenty of times: across the path, down the field, to the right, far end of the building. After changing she'd run back out, across the parking lot, up the hill, down the walk to her building. She'd had varying levels of success when it came to this race to make it to class on time but _just _making it wasn't her concern. Moreso, how early she could get there. Her personal best was making it a minute and 30 seconds before. Starting now, she was sure to make it an extra....15, maybe 30 seconds early?

She looked at her watch. A minute passed. Good timing already. She carefully went down the stairs at the edge of the field, trying to maintain her speed, and went through the front door of her building. Across the lobby, past the elevator, up the stairs. Much quicker for this. 4 minutes. Crap, maybe she wasn't going to make it. It'd depend on her quick change.

She ran down the hall, all the way to suite 310, swinging open the door.

"WOAHHHH, someone's going for a new record!" Wren chuckled as she sat inside at her desk.

"Sorry, can't talk!" Riley said as she took her shirt off and stepped out of her shoes. "5 minutes!" She pulled down the jeans from her chair and started to pull them on.

"Why do you even do this?" Sloanne asked as she leaned in the doorway. "You're gonna make it to class on time regardless."

"So? Doesn't mean I can't have a little fun doing it!" She pulled on another shirt and grabbed her sweater before rushing out the door.

"WAIT!" Lila called out after her, holding up a bag, "YOUR BACKPACK!"

"CRAP!" Riley pivoted and grabbed it "THANK YOU!"

"YOU GOT THIS!" Lila called out after her.

A few seconds lost but still a chance to beat her time. Usually a backpack would be ab bad thing but Riley accounted for this already, packing just what she needed: Laptop and a textbook. Perfect for her.

7 minutes passed...her quick change was successful. Maybe she was actually going to do better than she expected! She ran down the halls, counting each of the doors in her mind as she hurried down the stairs from the fourth floor. Down one flight, past the third floor. Almost there. Down near the second, just another flight and-

*WHAM*

Riley hit the floor, her body frozen in a running position as it slid down the stairs, completely naked and devoid of any thoughts. The only thing to indicate whatever she was thinking before was the enthusiastic smile "modelled" onto the face of the sex doll that was once her. Her watch on the ground continued to tick as time moved on without the girl who the world immediately forgot—all but one person.

Wade, looking down at his new toy with a perverted grin.