Friday, Jan. 04, 2002 10:40 p.m.

Secret shivered and pulled the blanket around her shoulders. She should have been used to the cold by now, especially after the day she�d had, but every time she came it was always cold.

The previous night had been a brief interlude from the ever present boringness of The Heights. She was so happy to be going back to a real city in only a couple days. Secret didn�t know what she was going to do when she finally had to move out of her precious college town and rejoin the black and white suburban world. Actually, Secret was not looking forward to going back to her dorm room: she wanted to move into her new apartment

Secret had called up H, the All Knowing, to meet for coffee after her doctor�s appointment. A few hours later, she, H, and AP, the Cheerful, were warm and cozy in a coffeehouse near the major theater of The Heights. It was nice catching up with them after only seeing them two weeks prior for The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. Something about the two of them together made Secret feel all the much happier. After discovering that there were no good movies playing at the theater, they trio headed back to AP�s house to watch Moulin Rouge. Both Secret and H, the All Knowing, were iffy about watching the movie, but relented at AP�s insistence that it was indeed a good movie.

She could never have been more right.

Secret as a general rule hated musicals. Musicals reminded Secret of sappy, moral, movies that came out of the 50�s. In other words, musicals screamed �boring!� to Secret. However, Moulin Rouge had been the perfect combination of comedy, uniqueness, and song topped with the love tragedy storyline that Secret cherished. She knew that she would soon be purchasing it and possibly the soundtrack.

After leaving AP�s house, Secret traveled surprisingly quickly the P, the Conqueror�s, place. They curled up together on his couch talking and hugging while The Fast and the Furious had been playing in the background.

A few hours later, Secret had to pull herself from P�s comfortable grip and put her cold jeans back on to go back home. She knew that a few hours later that she would be taking her car in to get the speedometer and heating system fixed.

She didn�t realize that the venture would take all day.

At least soon she would have a semi-working automobile.

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