Nicholas Eagerly Runs

"Ms. Spencer!...Ms. Spencer!", Nicholas yelled, as he tried to catch his breath.  

Still frozen with fear, Daniella was unaware of sight and sound. She lacked all of her senses.  She did not hear Nicholas, the officer nor the paramedic. 

"Miss, can you hear us?", asked the paramedic, gently.  Nothing, not a voice, a touch, not the young attractive gentleman who was sprinting and screaming; very eager to catch her attention.  

"Damn!", Nicholas winced.  

He was just about to reach Daniella when he felt a sudden piercing sensation.  The pain was so immense it caused him to forcefully collapse hitting the pavement.  His head ricocheting off of the cold ground, deeply cutting his cheek as it bounced. Blood everywhere.   

Trying to come to and open his eyes, garbled voices reverberating... "He's been badly injured!". 

The police lieutenant quickly gave instructions to his officers,"Clear the immediate area within a 2 mile radius, now!"   

"Man down, man down.  We are dealing with a possible gun shot wound to the right groin!  Extra medical units required!" 

While Nicholas couldn't see or hear clearly additionally baring the worst pain he had ever experienced, Daniella remained his main concentration.  Was she okay?  Nicholas attempted to call her name again when the paramedics placed him on a stretcher, placing oxygen over his bloody mouth. 

Nicholas could barely move or keep his eyes open. But every time he gained consciousness he attempted to rip the oxygen off of his face and pull himself up. While they just met in class, no less, her weak, defenseless stare was frozen in his mind.   He knew he had to get to her. She needed him. 

A short Nap

Overly exhausted from last evening, Nicholas found himself unable to keep his eyes open.  

"I have to be able to make it home in time, to take her shopping", he thought to himself.   

He quickly glanced at his cell phone to check the time. He shut the car off and carefully pressed the button to recline the seat all the way back. Next, he made sure the doors were locked and pulled a worn, disheveled Yankee hat over his eyes. Nick had the Yankee hat for years, his mother gave it to him on his 13th birthday.  It had been his dads and if he ever lost it, he himself, wouldn't be able to function. Now it was time to rest a bit before he drove home.  

Nicholas's mother relied on him as the male, head of household. His father, Thomas, died when Nick was only 4.  His mother remains extremely frail and not completely "with it" since her husbands death. At an early age Nick became used to responsibility and a whole lot of it. 

He was one of three siblings.  He had twin sisters Bianca and Bella. Bianca and Bella were two beautiful young woman whom he loved very much. He assisted his mom with them from the day they were born.  It was his duty to protect them at all costs. They were quite a handful and didn't even try. Similar to Nick, they were both knockouts.  Long light brown hair, nearly perfect shapes, and beautiful green eyes.  Now in their late teens they both desired boyfriends but it was unacceptable, especially when Nick was around.  But they were able to sneak in their fair share of fun when Nick was out. And, Nick was out often.

Waking up about an hour and a half after pulling his cap over his eyes, Nicholas jumped up at the sound of his phone alarm.  Perfect, he thought, I will arrive home just in time.  

He stuck the key in the ignition and was off. Little did he know, what he was about to experience would be life changing.  

Nicholas managed to speed on the parkway and made it to the exit in less than 10 minutes.  His mustang was his pride and joy, it always got him to where he was going quickly and effortlessly.  This evening, it wasn't going to be able to save him.  

While he was able to get to his town, the traffic was at a standstill a few blocks in. What in God's name was going on.  It was only a couple minutes after 5 PM.  He was going to have to park and sprint home.  He would borrow his neighbors car, he couldn't be late.   

Securing his vehicle as he exited, he took off running.  Nicholas only made it about two blocks when he saw Daniella.  He couldn't just leave her. Daniella was sitting in her car surrounded by police and a paramedic was about to asses her.   She didn't look well at all.  In fact, she looked helpless not completely there.  His heart started racing. I need to save this woman.  He readdressed his focus on Daniella and immediately ran to her rescue.  

Daniella Teaches: Nicholas Speechless

With every last ounce of patience, Nicholas bit his tongue.  He thought about leaving class but he knew he had to stay.  I can't believe this professor, if that is what you want to call her, embarrassed the crap out of me. I need to make her pay somehow, he thought.  I will just have to get to know her better, he smirked. 

 

Daniella began to teach the class.  A class full of thirty college students.  While Daniella wasn't organized, she was extremely knowledgeable and talented.  She was also an amazing teacher.  She broke any material into understandable masterpieces.  Brilliance a colleague once told her.  In college, she was often called upon in class to help other students. 

 

Daniella asked, "Sir, would you please pass out the syllabus, since you seem to be daydreaming?"

 

Nicholas again in a daze thinking of revenge, unaware the professor was speaking to him. 

 

"Hello?", Daniella further questioned, as she lightly nudged his shoulder.

 

"What?", Nicholas jumped.  Who does this b.... think she is? "Oh, I mean I am sorry", Nicholas stood up as he brushed off his shoulder.  "Yes, ma'am, I apologize", Nicholas replied.

 

Daniella now sheepishly smiling responded, "Thank you, sir". 

 

As Nicholas walked around the classroom handing out the syllabus, his friend Eduardo whispered, "She digs you."  Nicholas rolled his eyes and responded, "Hardly".  Then it dawned on him, could she possibly like me? Or, me her.  Eduardo made a good point, all chicks are attracted to me.  Either that or I need sleep.  Nicholas quickly shafted romance out of his head.  It was hard for him to forget about women, romance, and sex. 

 

There was no doubt he was handsome.  Nicholas never had a problem getting a date or laid for that matter.  He was stunning.  Dark thick hair never out of place, perfectly cut and styled, even when he was tired. 

Hell, he never slept last night.  He ran home and jumped into the shower to wash away the stench of whiskey, vodka, and beer...before heading to class. 

Not being able to get the professor off of his mind again, he began staring at her.  Hmmm he thought to himself.  She isn't half bad.  But, she probably is not worth the chase, she looks as if she only believes in extraordinary love...something that doesn't exist. 

Nicholas Stutters

Daniella just made it in time to the classroom.  In fact, as soon as she placed her hand on the cold door knob, Nicholas was counting...5,4,3,2...

Daniella accidentally swung the classroom door open.  The students were all over the room laughing and joking.  Seeing the disarray, Daniella boldly questioned, "Did I interrupt something?"

Nicholas replied, "My sleep."

Daniella felt the blood rush throughout her body. Breathe her mind told her.  Trying her best not to become annoyed, Daniella said, "Oh, you could go back home and receive a zero for no participation .

Nicholas smiled and winked at Daniella.

Disgusted at his disrespect and forwardness, Daniella stated, "Excuse me? Would you like to lead the class?"

Nicholas answered, "Who me?"

Daniella replied, "Yes, you; It seemed you were leading when I walked in as no one was seated and you were about to dismiss everyone."

Nicholas was beginning to feel overwhelmed.  The last time a dumb broad embarrassed him was in High School.  He could not disrespect this woman, he could not afford to fail the class.

Nicholas stuttered, "Um, um no Ms.".  Daniella cut him off.  For the first time in years, Nicholas could not even finish his sentence.

Daniella sternly said, "I didn't think so, as it looked like a circus to me when I walked in."

Way to go, Daniella thought.  I put him in his place.  I do not need to deal with immature men.  I need to focus on enriching students.   Although, he was quite a lovely distraction.

Late to Class

Nicholas could barely keep his eyes open.  The repeated vibration of his phone kept him awake.

"Where is the damn bitch?", Nicholas thought, while he stared at his watch.

Daniella slammed the car door shut, nearly missing her finger.  As attractive as she was, Daniella was never meant for grace.  Marjorie was the graceful one.  Daniella liked to look professional at work and sexy at leisure in a great pair of ripped jeans.  To most men, Daniella could never hide her attractiveness.  It was in her blood.  She drew them in.  She was fully equipped with wit, beauty, and intelligence.

"What time is it?", Susan questioned.

"Almost time to go to sleep, the professor has about three minutes left, to get her ass to class", Nicholas said wryly.   

"Sweet.", Susan replied.

Daniella glanced at the clock in the lobby. Knowing there was a couple of minutes, maybe seconds, left for her to get to class.  What a horrible first impression it would be if she missed class.  She began to run down the hall in fear she was not going to make it.

"Let's begin the count down!", exclaimed Nicholas.

Daniella felt like a fool running down the hall like a bat out of hell. Not paying any attention to her surroundings she nearly ran into her boss, Mr. Howard.

"Oh my, Mr. Howard, I am so so sorry", Daniella sighed.

Before he could even get a word out of his mouth, she was off.