Shrugging of whatever it was that was bothering her, Rylee unlocked her dorm and went inside, squishing Jack all the while, and not paying him any attention. Under Rylee's foot, meanwhile, Jack couldn't stop thinking about it because he was getting drenched in sweat and filth. Just the few steps Rylee took to get inside her dorm drenched Jack in enough sweat that from an outside view, it would look like he had just jumped in some body of water. Furthermore, Rylee kept scrunching her foot, putting further pressure on Jack, pushing him further into the sole of her moistened flip flop and the sole of her foot. When she kicked her flip flops off to change into her gym attire, it was a massive relief for Jack. He sat up, looking at himself, and shook his head. "When I get back to normal size, I'm taking an extra long shower, cause this is ridiculous," he spoke, shaking his arms. Peering over to Rylee, she had taken off her school attire and was in nothing but her bra and underwear. Jack looked away out of respect.
"Wait a minute, I have to get her attention so I can get out of here," Jack told himself. He jumped off the flip flop and went dashing over to Rylee, waving his arms and yelling like a maniac. It took him a while, enough time for Rylee to put on her gym outfit, which was merely a tight tank top and some spandex. He paused after she began to turn around and looked up at her. Her eyes weren't looking down, they were zoned in on something on her bed. She began walking over there, completely oblivious to Jack. He groaned as she went in the complete opposite direction as him, and began running back. He got right behind her right foot and resumed crying out for her. "Rylee! Please! Look down, I need help!". No reaction. Jack walked backwards a little bit, and Rylee turned around, apparently having grabbed what she needed. Jack called out again for Rylee, but she once again didn't notice. Jack fell on his back, exhausted. But, he noticed a worn pair of white tennis shoes under her desk. Jack looked back up and saw Rylee bend down to look under the desk. She spotted the shoes, and began reaching for them. Jack knew that he couldn't get to the shoes in time, but he could get to Rylee's feet as she was putting on her shoes. Surely she would notice him then.
And she did. Jack arrived at her feet as Rylee was attending to her right shoe. He waved and screamed, just as he had done a couple times before, but this time, Jack was successful. Rylee jumped back, not expecting the small figure of something to be right there. She leaned down to get a closer look at whatever it was. "What kind of bug is that?" she spoke out loud. Jack screamed at the top of his lungs. "I'm not a bug! I'm a person! It's me, Jack from orientation!". Rylee gasped and shook her head. "In no way did that bug just speak to me," she said. Jack rolled his eyes. Rylee bent down again to get another look. "That's actually a person, I can't believe it," she uttered. Jack, relieved she finally understood who he was, welcomed with open arms her oncoming hand to pick him up. When Rylee got a better look at him in her hand, she knew who he was. "Oh my god, you're that kid from orientation, Jack, right?" she asked, sounding indifferent. Jack nodded. "Yeah, yeah that's me. Anyways, I need your he-"
"Were you the thing on my flip flop earlier?" Rylee intervened. Jack sighed, irritated at getting interrupted, but confirmed that he was. "That would explain why I'm so wet, you sweat quite a bit in those flip flops" he said. Rylee huffed. "Yeah, I do. But what the hell were you doing on there, anyway? You know what, it doesn't matter. I have to get to the gym," she told as she put Jack aside. "Wait, can't you help me?" Jack asked. Rylee huffed again. "Sorry, dude, I have a regiment and it can't be messed with. If you want to help me out, then I'd be glad to return the favor afterwards".
"Okay, what did you have in mind?" Jack questioned.
What did Rylee want Jack to do?
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