Dawn stepped off the bus that took her to the awesome place by UCLA with the coffee that made life suddenly seem okay. As she heaved her bag over her shoulder a flash of manly nakedness caught her eye. Normally she would have dismissed the boy standing in the street naked as just another LA crazy but there was the small fact that he didn't stop and stare at her to make her think otherwise. Usually the crazy people stopped to stare at her, unnerved by the glowing green she appeared to them.
As people started to snicker and some yell at the poor boy Dawn rolled her eyes. The thing about LA was that no one helped. She hated that. She moved to John and touched his shoulder when she caught up with him. "You alright?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.