Life at the chapel was anything but boring. Just watching the hustle and bustle was fascinating to Angela. In one corner of the room was a small jail cell, in which it seemed there was always some random person sleeping on a cot.

Upstairs there were lockers, and a fireman's pole extended from the second story down to the first. There were desks everywhere with people typing away at reports or, whatever it is that people type.

Angela sat quietly and admired her new desk. She couldn't wait to get an assignment. A smile graced her lips as she pictured herself, busting a dangerous criminal. "That will show the people at H.Q. that reassigned me!" she thought.

Then, she realized, she still had absolutely no clue what her job description actually entailed. "Hmm" she thought, "Well, Hanson already left, I could go ask Judy, but then she is going to ask questions about Hanson and I. Questions I'm not prepared to answer."

Angela decided her best bet would be to talk to Captain Fuller. She got up from her new desk and walked toward her supervisor's office.

She knocked lightly at the foreboding door, a little frightened. Fuller was a somewhat intimidating man, and she so desperately wanted to make a good impression that she was a bit unsure how to proceed.

"Come in." came the husky voice from inside the door.

Angela opened the door and slipped inside the dark office.

"Can I help you?" Fuller asked flatly, without removing his gaze from his desk.

"Well, the people that assigned me here didn't exactly give me…well…any information whatsoever about my job."

"What do you want to know?" Fuller asked looking up at the scared young woman. He knew she was nervous, but he was testing her. He wanted to know how she handled new situations.

"Well, what am I doing here? What kinds of assignments do we get? That sort of stuff."

Fuller looked slightly amused. "You go undercover. You pose as High School students and, you deal with whatever situation is presented."

"Oh. So we actually pretend to be in High School?"

"Yes, that's what I said. You'll get an assignment in a week or so, after Judy has showed you the ropes. You won't have a permanent partner right away, so you'll be working with different people on all of your assignments." Fuller sat back and waited for her to respond.

"Well, thank-you. I just want you to know that I'm very glad to be here." Angela got up and walked toward the door without looking back at Fuller.

When she opened the office door, the noise of the chapel flooded the room.

Angela sat back down at her desk not feeling much better.

"Hey!" Judy enthusiastically shouted at Angela, as she walked toward her, "ready for some training?"

"Training?" Angela inquired

"Yeah, see the kids at the schools actually have to believe your one of them. So, first off you need to look like them."

"I just graduated from High School four years ago, I think I can handle it." Angela replied turning her back on Judy.

Angela's escape attempt failed. Judy grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the front door of the chapel. "Come on!" she instructed.

Judy did want to help Angela but she also wanted to find out more about the Tom situation. "What better way to get her to open up to me than to buddy up to her." Judy thought

Angela relented, and let Judy lead her out of the chapel.

The two left through the door and descended the steps leading down to the parking lot. "Where should we go first?" Judy inquired, as she searched through her purse for her keys, "We could get some clothes, or records, um… we need to fix that hair, and your nails! Those defiantly need some help!"

Angela rolled her eyes and threw herself dramatically into the passenger seat of Judy's car.

The girls spent the afternoon grooming and shopping. Angela had eventually enjoyed the afternoon. She bought some clothes and records, just things like that.

Judy had tried several times to bring up Tom in their conversations, but Angela had just evaded the questions. Judy made one last attempt to find out what was going on. "Hey, I'm starving, why don't we stop and get something to eat?"

Angela nodded her head in agreement, and Judy sped off toward a small diner near the chapel.

They sat down at a table and waited for someone to take their order.

"So, Angela, I hope you don't mind me asking but, what is the deal with you and Tom?"

"There is no deal, we're old friends." Angela lied.

"Oh come on, you've been avoiding this topic all day! You can tell me."

Angela thought for a moment. Ordinarily she wouldn't have told her life story to a complete stranger but, for some reason, she trusted Judy. "Alright…alright, Tom and I knew each other in High School. Then, after graduation, we started dating."

Angela sat stark still, lost in her own world of thought. Judy listened intently. She could see tears in the corners of Angela's eyes, and she could hear the hurt in her smooth voice, as she continued.

"We were madly in love. We dated about six months, before Tom asked me to marry him. I accepted and we almost lived happily ever after. Then...I…well…anyway he left" Angela spat the last part rather quickly and then looked away, her eyes welling up with tears, "Look, I can't do this, I'm sorry."

With that, Angela got up from the table and stormed off, leaving Judy behind.

Judy sat and silently and watched as the crying woman across from her fled. "Well, that didn't go as planned!" Judy said aloud, now feeling guilty for bringing it up in the first place.