Jade Powell

The bell rings and you exit the class with your bookbag over one shoulder. The hallway is full of prople moving quickly to the next class here at the university. "Hey, watch it," you hear a woman's voice call out amid the throng of people. You see Jade, she's pressed against the wall, a tiny island of shorts, as the wave of students flow around her. Jade is short, you can barely see her at times. If it wasn't for you being six foot even you'd lose her in the crowd. Soon the hallway is clear. She sees you looking at her and she looks down at her feet.