You start to get up slowly, hoping that one of the guys burst in laughs and tell you that it was just a joke they make to all the new students, but nothing happens.

You feel bad and with your pride beaten, but you try to maintain the composure. People from all over the room are looking at you, and you look back, trying to find an open space with people that appear to be nice and look like you, but they all seem to be losers.

Seeing that you are just standing up in front of the table, one jock rushes you to leave. You give one last look to their table, without knowing what to do.

RATE THIS BRANCH!