.?" She artfully deflected theirinquiries, reminding them of the name and nature of the room andplayfully suggesting they draw their own conclusions. ...till, if one wasastute enough to read between the lines.... Whenever she entered thechat room, people flocked to her. She reigned like a Queen on herthrone. I was a little intimidated. I chatted mostly with my own onlinefriends, interacting with her only in group conversations.One evening, out of the blue, SHE started chatting with ME. Was. He asked me for a company though I don’t smoke but I too agreed to him as we were in school Simmi took me to the roof of our school’s building. He then light his cigarette and asked me that did my bf again hit me or did something wrong with me.I was really shocked at the moment, I don’t know how but Simmi always come to know that something is wrong with me and whatever he guess its truth. I hugged him tight and in no time my tears fell down my eye. Simmi too was a heart broken he recently had. Ordinarily it didn’t get much in the way, stairs changed that. At last the door loomed over the spiral’s crest. Eldrian stopped before it, set down the girl’s breakfast, and withdrew the key from his pocket. He pressed it into the lock and fumbled with the right way to turn. A dull thunk marked the lock’s acceptance and he picked up the tray before pushing inside. Gloom, of course, greeted Eldrian’s eyes. He stood in the threshold for nearly a minute as he waited for his eyes to adjust. No. She laughed when she thought of the times the bikers had passed by her truck parked along side the road without so much as a glance. The beat up pick-up looked to be just one more junker and certainly wasn't the type of vehicle they were interested in. Her mind went back over those close calls as she maneuvered through the back streets across town towards the biker's headquarters. Although she was thinking about the past her mind was actively engaged, using all of her skills to remain.