Jodi Jacobson tossed a leftover bus token into the air, watching it scintillate in the reddening sunlight. She'd hopped a Greyhound to here; her driver's license was suspended for another half year, and paying $80 for the ticket had seemed way better than tolerating the whole drive down with her still-seething parents. The college staff had helped her find a carpool; apparently some ritzy girl was going down in a freaking<em>limousine</em>- JJ didn't know who had that kind of money, or flaunted it so grandiosely, but it beat the hell out of paying for another miserable trip in a Greyhound. Hopefully, this lady was in the mood to make friends - it'd be nice to know someone with that kind of cash to throw around. Her parents certainly weren't in the mood to spend any more on her.<br/>JJ walked the coin across her knuckles, a trick Leon had taught her at the Paradise City Club, during her off hours. Leon was Maxine's boyfriend; Maxine was JJ's... something. Her fling. Her mentor, her dealer. Well, it was over now - no way Maxine would just wait around for a semester. JJ tried to convince herself it didn't matter. Hell, maybe this limousine girl was a dyke too; that'd show them all something, rolling back into town in a Mercedes-Benz made of solid gold. Jodi nearly laughed aloud at the image; she put the coin away and began to fiddle with her phone, waiting for the rendezvous.