I hadn't been watching TV in the intensive care room, but now that I was in a regular room the nurses would walk in and turn it on. I turned it off; I...didn't want mind numbing trash bombarding me. I needed to try to remember what had happened. It wasn't all coming together.A nurse walked into my room after I'd had lunch. She looked up at the blank screen of the TV and smiled."I've heard you don't want that thing on."I instantly liked her. "That's right. There's nothing worth watching." Well. He worked out at the gym on a regular basis.My brother was riding a wave of success in his career and love life, he wasacting very cocky. He felt like he finally had enough power to put me in myplace. In the past when we were growing up he had been jealous of myacademic success, he had been a D and F student and he dropped out of highschool but eventually he got his GED. Now he had a successful career, hewas making more money than I did and he was a player with the ladies. Itwas shameful for me. “Oh my god we're finally in college! We can go out and do all the crazy shit like in movies- Partying, drinking, hooking up, i’m so excited”“Yea, and studying too- you don’t want to be kicked out and sent back home do you” i said while holding her. I was equally excited, but with Stacy I always tried to be the level-headed one. As we separated, I took a look at her.She stood at a petite 5’4 with relatively large C-cup tits, but years of swimming and dancing gave her toned thighs and midriff. With a deep sense of loss, she realized that the test was too much for her. Still, she kept trying.Now and then, she glanced up to see Bryant sitting at his desk. The man saw the world through a pair of wire-frame glasses. Light brown hair topped his head. He was of medium build. Each time he caught the slut looking at him, his bright brown eyes would gleam and a smile would flash across his face. Soon, Sylvia was a trembling mass of nerves. She found it impossible to concentrate on the test.