A catfight breaks out, not a good sign.

"I think you should get the fuck away from me!” Ellen hisses

You’re shocked at Ellen’s language and her rage, in fact Ellen seems to have changed dramatically. First, a cheerleader, then the nude pictures, and her evident participation in an orgy. And Then, her explosive rage at your thoughtless remarks upon seeing the pictures, and now, her threatening behavior and hostility towards Kimmy. You can only believe that Ellen is so stressed by her dilemma, and the fact that she is now being blackmailed by the senior cheerleaders and apparently members of the football team into being a sex ****, that she is no longer the same loving, happy girl you used to know.

“Ellen, calm down, ok? You don’t have to act like this. We’ll just leave, alright?” slowly, you began to back away from the enraged blonde coed. Following you lead a few seconds later, Kimmy followed suit. Ellen sprang towards Kimmy, her hands outstretched before her, smashing into the smaller Asian girl's chest, and grabbing the thin material of her pink t-shirt. The two of them fell to the floor of the hallway, Kimmy landing on her back, with Ellen on top of her.

Sitting up on top of the smaller girl, Ellen pins Kimmy’s legs to the floor with her knees, and Kimmy kicks and struggles beneath her, sending her sandals flying into the air. Several girls step out into the hall to see what the commotion is, and then rush toward the two struggling coeds. A loud rip fills the air as Ellen shreds Kimmy’s shirt, ripping it from her body, and leaving her momentarily humiliated, covering her chest with her arms. Her bra is silky, and the same pastel shade of pink as her now destroyed t-shirt was.

Ellen tosses the ruined shirt at your feet, and then leans over her foe. “Get the fuck out of here, you little bitch!” As if to emphasize her threat, Ellen slaps Kimmy across the face with her open hand. "You think he's a nice guy, and I'm a psycho bitch, don't you? Well, did he tell you about how her jacked off on me while I was passed out?" Kimmy shook her head, tossing her raven black hair from side to side. Moving towards Ellen, you take a step forward, before you're grabbed from behind by several pairs of strong, muscular arms. You struggle but you can’t break free.

“Just wait a minute,” a deep male says. "The show's only starting," And when you crane your neck around you see that your being held back by a powerfully built jock, most likely a member of the football team. Several girls hold your arms as well, and they stand close, laughing and smiling as the two women continue to battle.

A cheer goes up as there is a piercing shriek, and the silky, pink bra flies into the air. Several girls cheer, and more doors open in the hall, more girls gather to see what’s happening.

“Give up?” Ellen snarls.

“Fuck you, bitch!” Kimmy yells, as she breaks her arms free of Ellen’s grasp, exposing her small, apple sized breasts. Her nipples are brown with small areolas, just a bit bigger than a half dollar. Pushing herself up from the floor, and causing Ellen to fall onto her back, Kimmy stands and looks quickly around the hall.

“Leave me alone, you skank!” Kimmy screamed, and pushing through the gathering crowd walked back towards her room. She quickly spun around when one of the girl cried “look out!” as Ellen attempted to charge her from behind. Kimmy grabbed a fistful of Ellen’s golden hair, and yanked, hard. Ellen shouted out in pain, and Kimmy smashed her hand into Ellen’s right breast, latching onto it with her hand and squeezing hard. Ellen fell to one knee, wincing in pain and at that moment you manage to break free, moving towards the two cat fighting coeds