"Hey baby going my way?!" the man across the street called. Cali rolled her eyes and held up her middle finger as she continued down the street- her large black sunglasses covering her eyes. While Miami had been fun, LA was home. And a two year hiatus was too strange for her. She dropped her cigarette and smashed it out with her 4 inch heel and looked around. The City of Angels- home to every freak and nut job, transgender, transvestite, cross dresser, gang, mobster. Posers and wanna-be's. Wanna make it anywhere this was where to go. She had been born of the rich social status but preferred to make their hair turn white with her wild ways. She chose not to look the role she was born to. She crossed the street in a demanding way. She had no time for the stupid people on the streets. As she passed a cafe she snorted at the flyers in the window. Wanted: Kings, Cobras, Bloods Ace. The gangs. A bunch of morons wanting nothing but to be macho. She'd heard about the attack by 'the devil's rejects' on Mayor Evans while she was away and couldn't help but laugh. Not only due to how she missed home and hated the mayor, but at the daily violence she'd hear about. Seemed there was not a day where one of those little gang bangers weren't out to prove something. No matter who it was. She went into a daze as she walked. Seemed surreal that she was finally home. But who was still here? Who had run away in fear of the gangs? Her eyes caught a familiar face and she grinned, stopping just short of her. "Hey Bitch." she smirked. "Long time no see."