Somewhere vaguely familiar

The second she exited the van and entered the sunlight again she knew where she was, but not in the good way. Clara's old college, Greenhill's College of The Creative Arts, she's had some of the best moments of her life here, she met her girlfriend here...well ex-girlfriend, things got complicated when Clara left and April didn't.

That's when Clara's heart sank, fond memories being replaced by reality. She was in the middle of her old college campus, totally and utterly nude, right at the busiest time of the day. There were already phones raised, eyes staring, one of those people could be April...or hell, one of the many people she knew here. Biting her lip, the streaker didn't bother covering herself up despite her embarressment, there was no point. Instead she ran straight for a thinner part of the crowd, even though there were people everywhere.

Clara pushed through, dodging people as best she could, but she brushed up against a person every second step, feeling hands on her every forth. She was already past the point of no return when she heard someone yell out "STREAKER!!!" It sounded more like a cheer, but no doubt she'd only get more attention like this. She was even hearing whispers whenever she had to slow down through the crowd, most of it was surprise and confusion...but she swore she heard her name spoken.

No, no she had to stay focused, she wasn't as knowledgeable about the city layout here, it wasn't where she'd worked. Though she was confident, even with hands on her behind distracting her.

Finally popping out of the crowd and tripping, almost falling, Clara righted herself. There were eyes everywhere, cameras, phones, people either impressed or disgusted. At this point she was certain to be on social media, probably not trending but...well, hopefully not trending. Clara took off again, taking advantage of this break in the crowds to get some real distance. She was a fair way from the campus edge, honestly she was closer to the centre than anything else, but she knew where to go.

The main square would be a problem though, she was fast approaching it. This area was always busy, with no exception, a main go through point to all campus buildings, a large fountain/pond right in the centre. To call it large would be an understatement, the pond section was as big as a swimming pool, deep enough to swim in though rules forbade it.

Opportunity reared it's head though, there was a large gap in the crowds on the other side of the foundtain pond. Of course that meant wading through another group of people, which Clara didn't much like. That being said, half a million dollars on the line quickly put her back in her place, and so she ran.

Thankfully the edge of the crowd she ran to made some room for her, the rest weren't so perceptive. Clara slipped her way through the swarm of people, moving vaguely to her goal as she felt more people brushing up against her nude body than she's ever held hands with. No body part was safe from exploring hands, save for her feet perhaps, she might actually be a twisted kind of impressed if someone actually managed to touch her feet in this flurry of people.

Success, she was out of the crowd. Wasting no time she hopped the short wall into the pond and slid into the freezing cold water. Letting out a loud gasp at the shock, Clara got to swimming. This was bound to attract attention, even someone swimming would draw the gaze of most passersby, but a naked woman? She had no chance of going undetected. She was about halfway across when she realised the people at the edges of the crowd weren't really walking, they were on her...eyes, cameras, the same as before, all watching, all stripping away any modesty she had...all for half a million dollars...