You had it bad, like, really bad.

Your first year in college seemed horrid with the way you told her everything that had occurred to your current reputation of being a party pooper and a dork.

That's why she was here, as your one and only guide in college. Her golden rule being; "avoid attracting attention at all cost." And it seemed you were the example that dictated her current mindset.

You were an absolute klutz with no sense of self-preservation, managing to put yourself in the most embarrassing situations that made you the laughing stock on campus. Yikes.

Dawn was there every time to pull you out of these situations, which happened to be often. It had her seriously questioning how you even got into them in the first place. Maybe it would've been easier if she had put you in a cage and burned down the key. At least that would save your public image for more than a week.

It was a win-win situation for her, but you were so insistent on fitting in with the crowd, somehow. She shrugged and said 'meh' ans now you guys snuck into some random party. Teaching you a lesson; something, something about being a shadow to avoid attention.

Dawn leaves you out of her sight once, once, and a disaster has already occurred. The bustling party stopped at you, slipped up, and fell into a pile of drinks, making her visibly facepalm herself, shaking her head.

It's as if you were a walking bad luck charm for yourself. She wondered how you've survived this long when this was a re-occuring situation. She'd never ushered someone out of a place that fast that same day.