Oh god…Maybe someone drugged me last night and this just a bad trip. Or maybe someone dressed me up so the whole campus would catch me looking like some crossdresser pervert!

No…the girl sitting across from me doesn’t seem like the type. In fact, she seems more confused than anything else. I can’t remember what happened last night, but I just know she was there! If I could just remember where I’ve seen this girl named Alexa…