You spot the curly haired freshman from the cafeteria

You traipse out onto the front lawn of your dorm building, letting the wind blow through your long, black hair. You keep your face pointed up, letting the sun shine down on it, as you make your way across campus. Most everyone is in class at the moment, so it feels empty compared to more recent days. You look around, and see only a few people, none of them really doing much. That's when you see her, the mousey, curly hair freshman that started your whole instagram boom. She's dressed in a plain, white tennis uniform, and sweating rather profusely on her way to the athletics building.

"Sequels are big money." You whisper to yourself, as you begin following her at a safe distance. You both make your way into the building, and she steps into the locker room, and you walk in behind her, pretending to be heading for your own locker, so you can see which one she uses. You wait around the corner as she disrobes, and heads for the shower. Once you hear water hit the floor, you go to her locker, and pull a bobby pin from your hair.

With practiced precision, you stick the bobby pin into her padlock. Twisting it a bit, you find the sequence, and click the tumblers into place, popping the lock open. You move quickly, pulling everything out of her locker, and hiding it in your own a few rows down. You lock that up, and then tip toe your way toward the showers, being incredibly careful the young woman doesn't hear you, as you reach out and grab her towel from the hook. You replace it with a much smaller one, and make your way out of the locker room.

You look back and forth to make sure nobody is watching you move through the hallway, before running up to the fire alarm lever, and yanking it down. As the lights flash, and the siren blares through the building, yo sprint into the locker room, and see the curly haired woman already running around in confusion, trying futilely to cover the front of her petite body with the tiny towel that just barely has enough fabric to cover her tits, and still reach down to her pussy, leaving her legs and backside completely exposed.

"Come on!" You shout "This isn't a drill! The fire is spreading this way!"

She gives you a look of horror, barely keeping the towel held up. "My clothes are gone."

"Your skin's gonna be gone if you don't get outside like now!" You shout, grabbing her arm, and dragging her out of the locker room. You both run through the hall, and out the door where a large group of students have already congregated. Their attention turns to the young woman covered by a tiny towel, and this is when you begin recording.

You start from behind, getting a shot of her tight little ass, before panning around to the front of her barely covered body, getting a good shot of the horror on her face. Suddenly, another person runs by in a blur, ripping her towel from her grasp, leaving her small round tits and freshly shaven pussy completely on display, as she stands frozen in shock.

The cheering of the crowd seems to wake her, as she throws her arms over herself, and lets out a scream, before sprinting across the quad toward the dorms. You make sure to get one last shot of her ass running away, before uploading the video.

You smile to yourself, thinking about your 90,000 followers, as you make your way to your English lit class.