<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/LisaStepurin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Lisa Stepurin<br/><strong>Location</strong>The Living Room<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>Black skinny jeans, white sneakers, white blouse, red jacket, blue purse<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>The class<br/><strong>Extra Information</strong><br/><hr/>Lisa was lost in her own world when she felt her purse vibrate and a song begin playing loudly from it.  Her eyes widened as the beginning of 'Hot for Teacher' began to play, sending her scrambling to stop it.  Unfortunately in her haste she dropped the purse, spilling its contents across the floor, which only made the song even louder.<br/><br/>She had no idea why the song was playing.  She didn't even like 80s music, and there was no way she would've set it to a ringtone on her phone.  She dropped to her hands and knees, scrambling to stop it, her hasty motions only spreading her purse's contents more openly.  She finally managed to turn the phone off, not daring to glance up at the teacher or her fellow students when she noticed what she'd done.<br/><br/>Her purse's normal contents were embarrassing enough, but the old, faded and paint chipped wooden doll was sitting out for everyone to see.  What kind of college student carried a doll with them when they were nervous about meeting strangers?  A freak, that's who.  The kind of freak who wasn't going to make any friends in the class now that they knew.  She was sure everyone was going to be laughing at her, especially the popular kids.<br/><br/>It was all she could do to not sob as a few tears slipped out as she was the center of attention as she scrambled with shaking hands to put everything back into her purse.  Her wallet, her keys, her sewing supplies, her phone, and of course her doll.  She looked around desperately, hoping she hadn't missed anything, or if she did that it wasn't too embarrassing.<br/><br/>Not that things could get much more embarrassing than they were already.