Disclaimer: I own nothing except this story, so don't sue!
A/N: Okay, you guys really have to bear with me. I've never been to LA (crazy), so I really don't know much about it, or UCLA. So, let's just pretend this story is an alternate universe (which it is, so no actual pretending involved).
Ch.1-Morning Coffee "Will that be all. ma'am?" the waitress asked from behind the Starbucks Counter.
"Yes, thank you." Dawn answered, barely keeping her eyes open.
She had been up all night writing a story for college on a family event. It was harder than it sounded, especially when an average evening at the Summer household included staking a few bloodsuckers, and if she was good, maybe they could get ice-cream on the way home.
The 21 year-old brunette ran through the UCLA campus in the pouring rain, coffee in hand. She arrived to class late...again. Prof. Moilan ushered her to her seat in class, with that same annoyed expression plastered on his face.
"So sorry professor, it was raining and the-"Dawn started.
But he cut her off an gave her an impatient gesture, which clearly said ' why are you taking up all of this air when I could be teaching creative writing? '
Dawn blushed slightly and took her seat in the class.
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After class, Dawn met up with Janice ( who everyone thought would never make it to high school graduation, let alone have a steady job as a photographer ) to have some lunch.
"So, how was your fun-filled morning of classes?" Janice inquired, raising eyebrow.
"Usual. Mr. Moilan eying me as if I'd killed his mother."
"Okay, One: That is really sad, and Two: More talk about me!"
"Oh? And what happened with you to get you in such a happy mood?" Dawn asked her best friend.
"Well, since you asked, guess you wants ME to photograph her!?" Janice squealed happily.
"Who?" Dawn laughed at Janice's giddiness.
"CARLIE VINES!" Janice shrieked.
"Wait. Who?" Dawn asked confused.
"Carlie Vines! You know, from all those Lifetime Movies!"
"Sorry, I have no idea who that is Jan, Oh wait! Was she the girl with syphilis?"
"Hey! Don't ruin my glory! She could be my link to Hollywood!"
"Okay, Jan." Dawn giggled.
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Later, after lunch, Dawn had to go to her next class. It was a new one, so as usual she arrived tens minutes early to get acquainted with the professor.
When she reached her Psychology classroom, she found the perfect seat, and waited. And wait. And wait.
It was 70 minutes later when she realized she was in the wrong classroom.
"oh shit! 60 minutes late! An hour late!!!" she yelled at herself as she ran across campus.
When she got to the door, she took a deep breath, and reached for the knob, but it was swung open before she got to it. The class filtered out, and a flushed brunette ran into the class.
She ran up to the professor and started to speak. "Professor, I came to the wrong building and..." she explained her alibi as the teacher listened patiently.
"Well, I completely understand dear, but," her voice became harsh, "I expect my students to be on time." Dawn was as red as a tomato.
The professor beckoned a young man over. "Ah, Conner, since you were so wonderfully on time, would you be kind enough to lend Miss Summers your notes?"
"Oh, sure professor." Conner reached into his bag, and handed them to Dawn.
"Thanks." Dawn said, embarrassed, and started walking away, but was caught by an arm.
It was that guy, what's his name? Conner, oh yea.
"I had my paper with my notes"
Dawn looked in the pile of papers and found his report. "Here." Dawn rushed, still red.
"Thanks." Conner said. Winked, and walked away.
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So how was it? Good, bad? Should I continue. I need reviews, good or bad. This is my first fic so I need all of the help I can get. And, I'm sorry it's not that long, but writing doesn't come as easy to me as it does to others. Sorry for some spelling errors! Okay, I re-wrote the chapter with as little spelling errors as possible, but, there still are others, I think.
--Mariah--