No, she doesn't believe you

"You expect me to believe that? I talked to those girls just a few minutes ago and they didn't say anything about you. In fact, they were talking about going boy-shopping or some grossness like that."

She pauses and looks over you for a moment and says

"Hey, what's that in your pocket!?"

You look down and feel your stomach drop. In your hurry to leave quickly, you never really investigated what felt odd about your pants. But now looking down, you see that there are some brightly colored panties stuffed into your pockets, several sticking out like little flags. You'd clearly been set up for this.

"Um..." You try to think of a lie "it's laundry...I'm doing for them?"

Tara doesn't buy it. "You sick monster. You broke into their room to steal panties!" She opens her door "Get in here so I can write you up!"

You look around. The hall is still empty as only the athletes and RAs are on campus right now. You're not too far from the door and she doesn't know your name. You might be able to make a break for the exit and escape...