The knots in Secret�s back ached as if she had been kickboxing again. Instead, the only physical activity she had done in the past 24 hours was fitfully sleeping on a futon. She didn�t remember it being so uncomfortable until she had started sleeping on it with P, the Conqueror. He had been right though: his apartment was so freezing that it warranted them to sleep in the living room with the heater. So, after getting a little more than five hours of sleep, Secret pulled herself from the warm confines of P�s body and out onto the icy road to her car. It was early, well, at least earlier than Secret was used to getting up since vacation had begun. Secret scrounged the campus for a parking spot and found one that was quite a hike from her first class.
Secret found herself facing an empty classroom. It wasn�t as if she was completely surprised by it; she was almost kinda expecting it. The class that she was actually attending at that time was the recitation, the lecture didn�t occur until the following day. She showed up because she didn�t want to be wrong.
Maybe she was starting back on that whole �good student� track.
The rest of the day went rather uneventfully. It was the same old classes, the same people, same professors. Nonetheless, Secret was exstatic to be out of The Heights. She was also very very happy to be walking, instead of driving everywhere. She could care less about the bitter coldness; it was nice to get some exercise. If only she could get even more exercise.
She had planned on going to the IM sports building to work out around 8, but was discouraged vehemently by her suitemate. Apparently everyone was following through on their new year�s resolutions to get a better body. The people at the desk had told her to come in before noon if she wanted access to most of the machines.
That was going to be a problem.
Secret thought that maybe she could start getting up early and go; it was possible. However, it wasn�t very probable with her sleeping habits.
There was always the chance though.
