Chapter 1


Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

It was at the beginning of her second year at Trinity (after the first Mexico trip) that Angela moved in with Stephanie Bowers. Upon first sight of the neatly dressed blonde woman, Angela was drastically relieved; Stephanie exhibited all the signs of someone who knew how to clean up after herself without utilizing such shortcuts as "throw it under the bed" or "stuff it in a drawer". In fact, Angela's new roommate seemed a little too neat and clean...even suspiciously so. When they first met Angela entered the dorm room to find Stephanie picking pieces of lint out of the thick beige carpeting at her feet.

"Oh, hello. You must be my new roommate." Stephanie slipped the lint into her pants pocket and extended her hand.

Angela walked past her with a quick "yes, hi" and sat on the bed that was not covered in matching paisley luggage. "I'm sorry, I'm just not very good at being around people. I hope you have some other friends that can keep you company. I'd really just rather think about school, so I hope you don't mind if I'm not very social." She glanced over at Stephanie to see how she was handling this information. Stephanie actually looked a bit stunned at this piece of news, and for a second Angela felt a twinge of pity.

Stephanie paused and started slowly, as if she felt that each of her words would determine the course of the next year. "Well, I understand completely, and I hope we can be friends despite your busy schedule. I'll try to stay out of your way, but feel free to let me know if you feel like doing something. It's, um, it's actually quite refreshing to meet someone who seems so serious about their studies. I wish you the best of luck." With that, Stephanie turned away from Angela and started pulling clothes out of one of her suitcases.

It was Angela's turn to be stunned. She had imagined this woman immediately throwing some kind of fit, demanding a new roommate and going on a rampage against anti-social behavior. Instead she had said about the most considerate and starkly eloquent thing Angela had heard in a long time. Lord knows if her last roommate had even uttered one polysyllabic word in between bites of her pepperoni lovers pizza. This year might actually even be bearable, Angela thought to herself. She took off her backpack and went out to her car to get the rest of her crap.

By the time she got back, Stephanie had already unpacked all of her luggage and was arranging her half of the closet. When Angela's carload fell to the floor with a clatter, Stephanie poked her head out of the closet and smiled. "Are you hungry? I thought maybe we could go get something to eat at Howsen Hall."

Already! Angela scrunched up her face in exaggerated pain. "I thought I just told you. I don't like people. What part of that did you not understand? I don't want to go anywhere with you or anyone else. I'll eat when I feel like it, not before. Certainly not just as an excuse to 'chat' about 'stuff'. Thanks but no thanks. I've got better things to do. No offense." She realized she was being a bit harsh, but she felt it was a good idea to get the ground rules out as early as possible, so that the situation was clear from the start.

Stephanie's face dropped. "Listen to me. Somehow we are going to have to find a way to live together. You have done everything to try to make that an impossibility. A simple 'no, I'm not hungry' would have sufficed." It was clear she was starting to lose her temper. "And don't flatter yourself. Not everyone wants to be your friend. Consider me the newest member of the group that really doesn't mind if you crawl off to live in some dark introverted hell. I hope you enjoy it there." With that she grabbed her bag and left the room with a slam.

"Well. Not everyone wants to be your friend either." Angela stretched out on the bed for a few moments before realizing: she was hungry. She waited a couple of minutes to let Stephanie have a good-sized lead on her, and then she grabbed her own bag and headed for "The Lion's Den", the student snack bar. Hopefully it wouldn't be too crowded...

Chapter 3