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the courts. The lights can probably be seen from space.”
                  I nod my head. I have no idea where that is. Michelle looks at me gauging my reaction. I shoot her a look silently assuring her that I was just as lost with directions as she was.
                  “Yea, we might stop by,” states Michelle nonchalantly. I can tell that she is using every restraint she had to just act cool and not bounce up and down in her seat.
                  Daniel shoots her a look. I smile. It is like the two of them are playing their own little game of cat and mouse. The only problem is they both are attempting to be the cat. They wanted to chase but not be chased. My mind pictures them as cats. The idea makes me quietly laugh once again at the two of them flirting in front of me.
                  “Well, I have to go to work,” states Daniel as he stands up. “It was nice meeting y’all and I hope to see both of you tonight.”
                  He smiles and winks at Michelle. Definitely a game of cat and mouse I decide. Michelle watches as he walks out of the Cove. When he is out of hearing range, she jerks her head back around and looks at me.
                  “Can we go?” Asks Michelle as she bounces in her seat.
                  I look at Michelle. Her brown eyes stare at me, pleading. One thing I have learned this past week is that Michelle usually gets her way. I am no exception to the Michelle charm. I cannot say no, especially when I am just as excited to go to a college party as she was. At least this way, we can go together and keep an eye on each other.
                  “Ok,” I sigh as I get up from my seat. The metal has pressed into the back of my thighs leaving red marks that mimic the design on the chair. “I’m heading back to the dorm to shower. Are you going back, too?”
                  “Sure,” chimes Michelle with excitement edges out of her from every angle. “You know what this means though?” She doesn’t wait for my answer. “We have to go shopping for new outfits!”
     
                  A short walk and we are back at our dorm room. I place my iPod on my desk on my way to the bathroom. I am averaging two showers a day thanks to this sticky heat. I turn on the shower letting the water temperature adjust. I begin peeling off my sweaty clothes leaving them precariously on the floor where they fall as I walk around getting things together. I drape my towel over the sink for when I hop out of the shower. With shower caddy in hand, I step in. The water washes over me and my body relaxes instantaneously. I raise my head up to greet the warm liquid as it hits me. It washes off the salt and dirt from my skin.
                  The shower is quickly becoming my new place of solitude. Michelle is the first roommate I have ever had, minus at summer camp. She is a great roommate, but I miss the alone time I had in my own room at my parents’ house.  The three tiled walls and one plastic shower curtain briefly become my own private place of solitude where I can get lost in my thoughts.  The rushing water muffles out the exterior noises as the liquid envelopes my body in an ever fluid blanket. Here, for a few brief minutes a day, I am left alone to think.
                  “Yo, ho!” I hear the distinct voice of our neighbor Andrew as it rings out in the small bathroom.
                  My fortress of solitude has an intruder. I pop my head out of the shower not at all worried about covering anything up. After all, I am not Andrew’s type. Neither is Michelle.
                  “Hey,” I respond with a smile.
                  He smiles back.
                  “Michelle told me y’all are going shopping.”
                  “Yea, wanna come?” I ask knowing Michelle probably already invited