A single bed, a desk, and a few bookshelves where all that accented the space. There was something about it though...this inviting feeling, a vibe I c...uldn't quite describe. I immediately felt comfortable when I first stepped into the room.Trying to push my anxious thoughts out of my mind, I grabbed my bag of toiletries, took off my shirt & headed to the bathrooms. Technically we weren't supposed to walk around campus in such an "indecent" fashion. I didn't care too much though, I was the only. I just wanted to ask if you want yourjeans back now. Just let me know and I'll bring them to you."Scotty didn't pay any attention to my babble. He glanced at his TagHeuerwatch."I've got ten minutes," he said, chewing his gum.I just stared him, puzzled. He didn't need ten minutes to tell me when hewanted his jeans back.Scotty stripped his tank top off and threw it on one of the wooden benches.He looked at me with an impatient expression on his handsome face."Why the fuck are you still standing. It was during her fourth visit with Kirstin at the school that somethinghappened. Kirstin and Gina were getting ready to enjoy their meal whenthe school's baseball coach entered the room. He walked over to whereGina and Kirstin were sitting."Gina this is our school's baseball coach and history teacher NolanReagan. Nolan this is my friend Gina Bailey."Gina stared at Nolan. She had never seen a more handsome man. He haddark hair, green eyes, and was tall and muscular. It was evident that. . all seemed to swirl together in my head.Now, I thought, my summer was COMPLETELY ruined.It was well past midnight by the time we got home, but I got very little sleep that night. The painkillers only dulled the pain and the cast on my leg was heavy and unfamiliar. Between all that and Mom coming in to check on me every couple of hours, the best I could do was doze off for a few minutes at a time. What little sleep I did get was filled with dreams of flying bicycles and blue-spotted clouds.In.