He got up from his table and walked over to me. "Hey halfy-Nicaraguan. What's the college sophomore theater major talking to a tiny web design major l...ke me?" Chris asked in a teasing voice. His lips were smirking at me. I rolled my eyes."Don't even think about teasing me. For one, I am darker then you, and two, I am about to grace you with my presence," I said as grabbed his arm to walk with me towards the cafe. Looking at him his faced was shock as he tried to work out what I just said."What. She knew she had been lucky, she could of been hurt a lot worse. She had lots of cuts and bruises, a broken left wrist, several broken ribs, a bruise that ran from above her left knee to her hip, the impact had thrown her against the windshield of the car then she rolled off hitting her head on something causing a concussion, she had been unconscious for over 24 hours they told her. She leaned her head back on the couch and closed her eye's, she could feel the tears behind her eyelids burning. A warm glow washed over me. ‘She’s really sexy. And she seems like a good shit.’ ‘Well then, there’s no higher praise than that,’ Colleen said. ‘So what time are you picking me up?’ ‘Are you at home this afternoon?’ ‘I think so. I wasn’t planning to go anywhere.’ ‘I’ll come over in a while then. I’ll just go home and have a shower.’ ‘Yes, please do. I don’t have any plastic sheeting to cover the furniture with.’ ‘Ha ha.’ ‘You’ll be by in about an hour then?’ ‘Say two. Maybe I’ll have a bit of. There would be no practice and no game next Friday night for her. The doctor prescribed aggressive pain pills for the headaches, carefully warning Brenda to limit their usage.As the doctor drove her back to the dorm, Brenda had the wit to ask her again for the name of the man she had injured. McCulloch! That was it. Randall McCulloch. She wouldn't forget this time.When she arrived home, she was escorted to her room by Dr. Jeremy and cautioned again about taking it easy and not using the.