She doesn't know!

Popping her trunk and hopping out of her vehicle, she was saved being fully on display to the 20 or so cars behind her by a second guard opening the back door of her sedan.

Both guards eyes went wide as they realized the dress of the naked, soon to be coed. Her 5'7" frame in full view of at least a dozen people between the carload of college kids a lane over and all of the security staff.

It's a bit amazing how little anyone wants to be "that guy" so short of subtly aiming their phones at the teen their was very little overall reaction to give anything away to the girl herself.
The guard to his credit regained his composer long enough to ask Jenna if she had a packing pass for the vehicle. Jenna proceeded to climb into her cars front seat on all fours to grab the hang tag from her glove box. Still trying to shake her sleepy head awake, slowly stepped her way backwards and back out, handing the placard to the scanner guard who verified it.

The backdoor closed with a gentle thud, no longer protecting Jenna's completely uncovered lower half from the prying eyes of the line of cars stretching down the hill away from the guard shack.

Then Jenna heard it...