You're not the most.. popular guy around at your college. You're remarkably average in fact, and you're just fine with that. You're not too good looking, you're not too ugly. You're not too charismatic, and you're not too much of a social outcast. You've had a few girlfriends, you've had good friends, your life is just average, and that's good. Today was a very unordinary day. You were hanging out in the cafeteria of your college alongside a few of your friends who decided to go to the same college as you and friends you've met in college. It's fun shooting the shit and joking around with your buddies as you eat away at your poorly cooked cardboard masquerading as pepperoni pizzas and stale hamburgers. The moment was all you could ever wish for. It. Was. Perfect. A sharp elbow is poked into your side, causing you to jump slight. You turn to see one of your friends nudging you. He tilts his head and glances in the direction of this rotund girl sitting along by her lonesome, silently glancing up at your table of men. He his eyes and expression tell you: "This girl is checking us out. Checking YOU out especially." He gulps before slinking back in his blue plastic chair. The conversation and joking picks back up as if nothing happened before another one of your friends stand up and points at you. The table huddles up closely against each other. The friend who stood up speaks first: "Yo, You, you see that girl over there checking us out? She was especially eyeing you up, man. She's a charity case we aren't touching, dude. Most of us have girlfriends and we aren't having a fling with some ugly fat chick. You're the only single one here, man." He rambles on. Another friend speaks up: "Haha. I dare You to ask her out on a date." The table erupts into a silent uproar as you are yanked out of your chair and onto your feet. They push you forward into the direction of the girl. She's looking at you. Her face is slightly shocked and covered in a red blush. You sigh and approach her, your friends cheering you on clashes with the embarrassed silence of the girl. You stand tall before her huddled up form in the corner of the cafeteria with her half eaten tray of food and phone laid across the messy table. With a quick turn, you glance at your friends before she speaks first. "H-Hey.." She nervously sputters out. "I'm Keely.. So.. What's... uppp?" She gulps and shudders nervously.