Chapter #4Jasmine by: Tisch   Having reconsidered his decision to explore, Jack went back to his seat. To his surprise, Jack found it occupied upon his return. A dark-skinned girl not much older than him had taken his spot, apparently under the impression that it was free despite there being Jack's backpack under the table. "Who the hell switches seats with so little time left in class?" Jack thought. It didn't really matter at this point, though. Jack was anticipating being able to return to normal and attend to the little remaining time left in class, but he's now run into a problem. Jack approached her sandals, which even from a distance smelled a little funny. Jack grimaced in discomfort and tried to avoid the girl's feet as he went around trying to find an appropriate place to get her attention to move. Unfortunately, it appeared there was no easier option to snag the girl's attention, and he walked over to her sandals. Climbing up the front of the girl's shoes, Jack really felt the urge to plug his nose. "God, her foot odor is horrific," he uttered. "You could use it as a biological weapon." Once on the sandal, Jack faced a dilemma. Either he could wedge himself in between the girl's toes and try to tickle her, an option that was very much not ideal, or he could try and climb her leg, which would be far more difficult. Not wanting to explore the grosser of the two options, and wanting to get away from this girl's foot ASAP, Jack tried to climb her leg.
That went about as well as he thought it would. Considering the girl's skin was so smooth, Jack could not find a way to scale up it with it standing straight up. Instead, he slid back down to the aroma emanating foot. Jack went for another attempt and made it a little higher up; however, there was a new problem. The shrink ray that had been in Jack's pocket had fallen and bounced off of the girl's foot on the way down. Jack watched in horror as his one device that could get him back to normal took a ricochet off of the body part and miraculously land in a pocket of his own backpack. Feeling relieved that he at least could retrieve the shrink ray, Jack slid down. Once again on the black student's foot, Jack walked over to the side to try and climb down to get to his backpack. His timing couldn't have been worse, though, as the class had just been dismissed and the student was about to leave. Jack was shaken and fell backwards as the girl began to move. He found himself in, what he thought was, the source of the foul odor: the space between the student's toes. It was clear the girl had felt him slide in because she quickly scrunched her toes and rubbed them around trying to dissipate the sensation that was made apparent. It worked. As Jack was rubbed around, the combination of the horrible smell and uncomfortable rubbing was wearing him down to the point of utter exhaustion. When the student began walking, Jack fell limp and passed out, stuck between the girl's toes.
The tiny student wouldn't wake up for a good five minutes, and by that time he was long separated from his bag and the shrink ray, along with having been tagging along with the girl on her route to wherever it was she was going. As his eyes reopened, Jack didn't recognize where it is he was. He knew that he was still with the black girl, but had no idea what building it was that she was now in. Amid the shakiness of his vision thanks to the trembling of the girl's giant foot as she walked, Jack could vaguely make out the furniture of what he associated with a dorm. Then he put the pieces together and figured he was in the girl's dorm hall. Understanding he couldn't just jump off the sandal at this point, Jack remained in between the girl's toes as she made her way to her room. Once there, Jack felt the thud of the girl's bag next to her desk where she sat down. Having now finally stopped moving, the girl remained stable enough for Jack to pull himself out from his predicament. He crawled off of the sandal and explored the room, hoping to find any way to get the student's attention. Along his inspection, Jack found the girl's student ID. Jasmine Fellor, Sophomore. Jack admired her photo, she appeared to be a very pretty student. Jasmine had long black hair which went well with her oval-shaped brown eyes and white smile. Jack snapped himself out of admiring the ID and went back to the girl to climb her chair and get her attention.
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