Sandra

You slowly unpack your boxes, sliding a few last books onto the shelf, and having a seat at your tiny desk. Taking a moment to savor the time before your room mate moves in. The sun shining in through the window. The silence hanging in the air. You take a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves.

Against your wishes, your mind floats back to your senior year of high school. An easily embarrassed young woman, there was a mean girl in your class that decided you would be a good target. At least once a month she would find a rather public situation to pants you. The last time, the one that caused your viral public breakdown, was in the middle of doing pull ups in front of the entire gym class. She yanked your shorts down, revealing a pair of pink granny panties with teddy bears all over them, stretched across your curvaceous ass.

The laughter was finally too much. Without even pulling up your shorts, you let go of the bar, and jumped on the girl. You don't actually remember what happened after that, but according to the videos on Youtube, you gave it to her pretty good. Of course, that's how you came to be known as "crazy panty girl" and why you ended up at the only college where you could get a family member to basically sneak you past admissions.

You shove the unpleasant memory out of your mind, and look through your window out onto the quad. At the moment, you see a group of juniors descend on a random woman, two of them holding her arms over her head, while the other pulls her skirt to the ground, revealing a pair of pink and blue polka dot panties. They hold her there, laughing, as a shiver runs down your spine. You tuck a strand of your shoulder length blonde hair behind your ear. Maybe it's not too late to just get a job.

With a renewed determination, you tell yourself no. It's a new school, and you're a new woman, ready to take on anything that comes your way.