A League of Her Own

HOME RUN

High School has to be some of the best years of your life- College is the after party. And that party is coming to an end. With two more semesters left, and the last batch of exams ready to be pulled out of the oven and scrumptiously eaten by unassuming students; It was almost over.

-and thank ghoul.

Finally it's her senior year; It's the last time she'll ever be in college, last time she'll ever have to put up with long nights and nosy peers- and most importantly; The last time she'll ever see Johnny Worthington.

—Or any of the other frats and sororities that plague her days by either pranking all her- erm, all the school labs; or keeping her awake by parading through the dorm hallways at three in the morning.

Freedom is only a few months away, and she'll have graduated from Monsters University and finally be a top scientist working on all the ways to improve and innovate the scare industry. Oh, it was just giddy to think about. It's all smooth sailing from here.

Leasa Larv is hardly what is to be considered an anomaly; In the fact that she lacks anything that makes her stand out, in the same way, she is still considered abnormal by everyone who is the norm.

She's a scrawny bug-like monster, specifically what a human would call a fruit fly; with colors of blue and turquoise, with furry black arms and legs, a pair of sand colored wings on her back. Wearing oversized red and white floral shirt that she snagged off a senior last year—Which he claimed was a real human Palaka, as if— and a short black skirt from the time she thought joining HSS would be a good idea, can you believe that?; along with her square glasses that probably need to get replaced sooner than later- Maybe she did grab a few eyes, given monsters aren't exactly a clothing-comfortable society, not yet at least. But growing up in a small town up south, clothing was an old tradition that she held onto.

She walks out of the dormitory building, laying eyes on all the club venues setup in the Quad; and the sea of students, both new and old, walking around. She had reentered school a week before it even opened up again for new students; she had spent the summer living with her one and only out of school friend- not that she didn't have any in-school friends, not to brag, but she was kinda popular, people want to hang out with her all the time. So, she's completely set up and totally prepared for the upcoming year.

—Coincidentally, her final days are left completely open and her completely bored. She could go out with people? Well... she could, but... if there's one thing she knows, it's that she's gonna need a day to breath fresh air before she completely isolates herself in her notes. Plus, she needs to check up on her baby: her final project.

Walking through Campus, trying to appear slightly interested in the Freshmen Orientation event, she dodges other monsters as she makes her way towards the door lab- having short conversations with other clubs and its members.

"Hey, come by later?"

"Sure."

"Help out on movie night?"

"I've got time."

"Could you pass these out.

"Totally."

"Can you come to my moms funeral?"

"Uh..."

"Can you fix our film cameras?"

"I've got you, man."

"Would you look at this?"

"Why not."

See? Popular.

"Larv!" She hears Brock Pearson yell at the top of his lungs just as she walked by, right before she could escape.