After being in he water for a few hours Ziri finally caught a few good waves and caught the unwanted attention of males as she packed up her board and her things. "Look guys, I'm just not interested." She said, shrugging them off as she got in the jeep and drove back to her house to change. "Stupid bigots thinking that I can be treated like that." She muttered, as she rinsed out her hair and braided it quickly as she grabbed a pair of black distressed skinny jeans and a red tank top. Donning her red rimmed "nerdy" glasses, that she actually needed, she grabbed her boots and jacket and went back out, deciding to take a walk down to get a bite to eat. On her way, she noticed the goons from the beach were casually walking behind her. "Shoot." She muttered as she tried to go a different route and saw a guy walking toward her. Once realizing he wasn't one of the creeps she ran up to him. (Mitchell?) "Hey can you help me out? I'm being followed by some creepos and I need help shaking them off." Biting her lip she took a closer look at the guy and prayed he would say yes.