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able to look in on her.
She pulled out her journal and started writing down everything that had
happened that day. She was just lamenting about her lack of a social life to
her diary when she heard the door to the kitchen open. She could hear her
roommate talking to a boy who responded in a rough voice. She went back to her
journal. A few minutes later, she could hear animalistic noises coming through
the paper thin walls of her roommate’s bedroom. Rachel blushed a brilliant
shade of red before she scrambled off her bed and dove into the bathroom. She
locked the door and started the water. She wanted to get a nice hot shower in
before the two of them defiled the shower, too. Besides, if she was under the
hot spray, she wouldn’t be able to hear anything that was going on in the other
room.
When Rachel tentatively stuck her head out of the shower to
see if the noises were continuing, she heard nothing, and it made her feel a
little more comfortable. She wrapped herself up in her towels, and unlocked
the door on her way out. She was sitting on her bed, drying her hair off when
she heard her own door to the bathroom lock. So she was right, they were going
to be using the shower. She just smiled. She’d beaten them to it. Once she
put on some sleep pants and a t-shirt, she sat back down and toweled the ends
of her hair dry. Braiding it over her shoulder, she made a random grab at the
few books that she’d brought with her and settled in for a nice, relaxing
read. She must have dozed off, because when she woke up, it was dark outside
of her window, and the book had fallen to the floor. She roused herself enough
to pick up the book and find the page she’d been on. She marked it with a
bookmark and put it back on the shelf. Then she crawled under her blankets and
curled up in a little ball to go to sleep. She’d gotten all of her thoughts
out earlier when she’d journaled, she’d thought, but she’d been wrong.
Chapter 10
Rachel woke up on Saturday, wondering what she was going
to do to entertain herself for the next two days. She had books, but she
didn’t know if she wanted to spend the whole time in her room. She had money,
but she didn’t want to spend any on just a shopping trip, because she still
hadn’t opened a bank account here that her paycheck could go in to. She
decided she would go for a walk to see if she could find anything else around
her dorm that she might want to go to sometime. It was a sunny day, and she
didn’t need a sweater. Making sure to tuck her card key into the back pocket
of her jeans, she headed out. Across the street was the mall, she knew that
already. So she decided to take off in the other direction. As she walked,
she saw other buildings that were probably important to the base, but held no
interest for her whatsoever. As she continued on, she noticed a big building
off to her left that caught her attention. There was a group of people outside
playing soccer, and being as she loved the sport, it caught her attention. She
checked for traffic, looking both ways, before she crossed the street. There
were bleachers surrounding a soccer field, and she eased herself down on one of
them.
It was hard trying to figure out from the stands who was on
what team, but apparently, they knew who was who because there were no
interruptions in the game. She watched for about twenty minutes, then she
decided to look in the building that was only a few yards away. She would bet
that it was a gym, but it wouldn’t hurt her to take a quick look. She’d been
right. It was a gym. There were basketball courts on one side, with a
few machines and racquetball courts leading up to them. Directly in front of
her was a juice bar, and a little area with chairs and high tables to sit
down. The layout of the gym was like an X. There were two entrances, then two
arms of the gym. The other side had a spin room, the
She pulled out her journal and started writing down everything that had
happened that day. She was just lamenting about her lack of a social life to
her diary when she heard the door to the kitchen open. She could hear her
roommate talking to a boy who responded in a rough voice. She went back to her
journal. A few minutes later, she could hear animalistic noises coming through
the paper thin walls of her roommate’s bedroom. Rachel blushed a brilliant
shade of red before she scrambled off her bed and dove into the bathroom. She
locked the door and started the water. She wanted to get a nice hot shower in
before the two of them defiled the shower, too. Besides, if she was under the
hot spray, she wouldn’t be able to hear anything that was going on in the other
room.
When Rachel tentatively stuck her head out of the shower to
see if the noises were continuing, she heard nothing, and it made her feel a
little more comfortable. She wrapped herself up in her towels, and unlocked
the door on her way out. She was sitting on her bed, drying her hair off when
she heard her own door to the bathroom lock. So she was right, they were going
to be using the shower. She just smiled. She’d beaten them to it. Once she
put on some sleep pants and a t-shirt, she sat back down and toweled the ends
of her hair dry. Braiding it over her shoulder, she made a random grab at the
few books that she’d brought with her and settled in for a nice, relaxing
read. She must have dozed off, because when she woke up, it was dark outside
of her window, and the book had fallen to the floor. She roused herself enough
to pick up the book and find the page she’d been on. She marked it with a
bookmark and put it back on the shelf. Then she crawled under her blankets and
curled up in a little ball to go to sleep. She’d gotten all of her thoughts
out earlier when she’d journaled, she’d thought, but she’d been wrong.
Chapter 10
Rachel woke up on Saturday, wondering what she was going
to do to entertain herself for the next two days. She had books, but she
didn’t know if she wanted to spend the whole time in her room. She had money,
but she didn’t want to spend any on just a shopping trip, because she still
hadn’t opened a bank account here that her paycheck could go in to. She
decided she would go for a walk to see if she could find anything else around
her dorm that she might want to go to sometime. It was a sunny day, and she
didn’t need a sweater. Making sure to tuck her card key into the back pocket
of her jeans, she headed out. Across the street was the mall, she knew that
already. So she decided to take off in the other direction. As she walked,
she saw other buildings that were probably important to the base, but held no
interest for her whatsoever. As she continued on, she noticed a big building
off to her left that caught her attention. There was a group of people outside
playing soccer, and being as she loved the sport, it caught her attention. She
checked for traffic, looking both ways, before she crossed the street. There
were bleachers surrounding a soccer field, and she eased herself down on one of
them.
It was hard trying to figure out from the stands who was on
what team, but apparently, they knew who was who because there were no
interruptions in the game. She watched for about twenty minutes, then she
decided to look in the building that was only a few yards away. She would bet
that it was a gym, but it wouldn’t hurt her to take a quick look. She’d been
right. It was a gym. There were basketball courts on one side, with a
few machines and racquetball courts leading up to them. Directly in front of
her was a juice bar, and a little area with chairs and high tables to sit
down. The layout of the gym was like an X. There were two entrances, then two
arms of the gym. The other side had a spin room, the
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