"Hey, babe." The intruding boy smirked at Janet. "What do you say we skip orientation and
get to know each other?"
"I'd rather go one-on-one with the Hulk." Janet said frostily, turning pointedly away from the boy, but he was not deterred.
"C'mon, babe, don't be like that." He grabbed her arm, pulling her around to face him again. "I just wanna have some fun, right? I promise, you'll enjoy it." The boy wore a leering grin, quite obviously checking her out.
"About as much as I'd enjoy getting shot." Janet yanked her arm free, scowling at the boy and turning away again.
"Hey, you." Frowning angrily, the boy got up in her face. "Don't you talk to me that way. I'm offering you a chance to be with me, d'you get it? You should be grateful. Now, come on." Taking a grip on her wrist, he started trying to pull her away.
"STOP!" Janet yelled angrily, once again yanking herself away from him.
Oh, great. Now everyone's looking at me. Might as well make the best of it. Walking to an open area, she prepared to follow her namesake's example.
"Gimme a beat!" Thankfully, she was able to start the music without the aid of a sound system. The opening music of
Nasty by Janet Jackson began to play, and Janet herself began to dance.
(Basically, this is what happens:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6GyV_rcLV8 )