This is a random idea I've had for ages, not entirely sure what the pairings will be yet as I haven't decided who Nikki's staying with :P Tom is still alive, it'll follow some of the storylines from the show and some will go in my own direction. This will be my new on going fic as I've nearly completed Clouded Spirits.
I'm really intrigued into a new spoiler that's been released today about Nikki in tomorrows ep, I have my own idea about it but we'll see what happens tomorrow.
Please read and review. I love reading your reviews. Should I continue?
Drowsiness washed over Nikki, groaning to herself in discontentment at the exceptionally early wake up call she received; a late night of enjoyable events with Lorraine resulted in an immense lack of sleep. She raked her fingers through her messy bob, endeavoring to separate herself from the crazy maze of twisted and entwined limbs as well as the tangled bedding mixed among. All without waking the beautiful blonde laid beside her, so peaceful and cute looking as she slept.
It was half five, an hour that had become familiar to Nikki since she'd agreed to start formerly training Kacey after she'd discovered the girls great potential to go far in the under rated sporting discipline of boxing. She'd committed herself to an exercise scheme with Kacey in the mornings before school, strategy teaching after school and the occasional lunch time. Lorraine didn't emerge from the cosiness of her bed until seven, appreciating every moment of sleep she could get; she had to look her best. She accepted that Nikki wouldn't be there when she woke but that didn't bother her, she understood the reason behind it.
Lorraine groaned as she rolled onto her side having been disturbed from her slumber by Nikki's unsuccessful attempts to get up without waking her. Dazzling blue orbs were revealed as her eyelids fluttered open, eye make-up smudged from failure of removal last night, "Why do you have to get up so early?" she grumbled, engulfing how flawless her girlfriend was at the crack of dawn, light barely surfaced; her toned stomach displayed from her vest top riding up, fingers subconsciously trying to flatten her untamed hair, all so attractive.
Nikki leant down, pecking her lips, "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you," she murmured, "I'll see you at work, I'd best get going otherwise I'm going to be late." she dragged herself from the bed, shuddering at the contact of her bare feet against the harshly cold wooden floor.
"I love you," Lorraine sleepily smiled, snuggling back down in the middle of the bed, swallowed by the entire duvet.
Nikki smiled softly, "I love you too," she changed into her sports clothing, gathering a fresh set of clothing suitable to teach in and packing them into a hodal. She'd shower at the school and then switch into the shirt and tailored trousers.
Lorraine rolled over contentedly, her infectious smile sprawled over her unblemished skin, drifting back into a light sleep. She did hate that she was sharing Nikki between her job and then her personal choice to help Kacey; it didn't leave her much time to have Nikki to herself by the time she'd caught up on various chores. But she admired her partners devotions, always putting someone else before herself. It made Nikki beam to see her girlfriend so relaxed and content. She admired her for a few more minutes before silently departing the room and padding downstairs, collecting everything she needed for that day and an apple for breakfast, she emerged out into the brisk air of a chilly Thursday morning.
The brunette's car accelerated into the school a couple of minutes later than the agreed time that her and Kacey would meet for the early morning training session. Kacey really was committed, although Nikki was running late she was already tackling the usual warm up routine her teacher had created, not wanting to waste valuable time.
"Morning," Nikki smiled as she approached the teenaged girl.
"Hey Miss," Kacey smiled eagerly as she finished her stretches.
"I was thinking that this morning we'd do some work on your stamina," Nikki said, "When you're in America you'll have to complete a certain running circuit every morning within half an hour, I know a route that's a similar distance, so what do you say?" she asked as she repeated the same series of stretches required as a suitable warm up.
Kacey nodded, "Fine with me," The weather being miserable and bleak didn't bother her in the slightest, or the faint misty drizzle falling from the clouded skies. Just being with Nikki boosted her spirits, she treasured every minute she spent with her teacher training. It was undeniable that she was starting to get a little girl crush on Miss Boston despite how much she tried to ignore it.
"Come on then," Nikki smiled tilting her head to the side briefly as she broke into a gentle jog.
Nikki was pleasantly surprised that Kacey had kept up a reasonable speed throughout the entire run, obviously having been running in her free time when unsure what else she could do, shear dedication. Perhaps she was like herself, being out in the open and running cleared Nikki's mind, everything seemed so much easier to sort and process. If she had a decision to make, more than often it would be made whilst she was out on a run. The wind whirling around her, dancing with her loose locks and generally feeling secure in her own bubble was something Nikki loved about running. It was like racing the wind. And Kacey cherished the sensation too.
Her pace slowed into a walk as she entered back through the school gates, inhaling deep breaths of salty fresh air as she caught her breath, glancing at her watch. It had taken longer than half an hour but Nikki wasn't complaining, the teen had done well. She couldn't help but chuckle and watch in astonishment as Kacey ran all the way up the up hill ascend to the steps at the front of the school before she stopped, and even then she was still bouncing on the spot. She was bursting with floods of bubbly energy, Nikki would always wonder where she mastered it from.
"Well done," Nikki praised, "We've got about half an hour before I need to go get ready to teach, do you want twenty minutes of sparring?"
"Yeah!" Kacey grinned, she wanted all the practice she could get at sparring as well as an excuse to be in Miss Boston's company.
Nikki smiled as she unlocked her car and grabbed her sports bag and handbag, then walking into the school with Kacey and into the hall.
The pair began to spiral around a small section of the hall, Nikki was glad to have a student who listened and zealous to correct every mistake pointed out. The tricky task was still ahead; convincing Kacey's mum, Carol Barry, to sign the permission forms for the States. But first Nikki wanted to make sure she'd thoroughly prepared the youngest Barry sibling as much as she possibly could. Nikki had opened Kacey's eyes to her true talent and now she'd set her ambitions high.
"That's enough for now," Nikki said as the clock chimed quarter to eight, "I'll meet you in here at the end of the day." she smiled, "Come and find me at break or lunch if you need me." she accidentally picked Kacey's jacket up that was under hers as she left the hall.
Kacey had changed into her school uniform by the time she realised the older female must have picked up her jacket. The school was still relatively empty, so she decided she would go and get it back off Nikki now. She knew Nikki would be in the female staff changing rooms, so knocked on the door. After receiving no reply she presumed Nikki wasn't in there, but she decided to check to make sure. She didn't see the point in wasting time if Nikki was actually in there. She carefully opened the door, planning go simply go and retrieve her property.
The reason why Nikki hadn't heard her knock was because she'd been in the shower and as Kacey entered, she came into sight wrapped in a towel. "Kacey!" she gasped, instantly feeling exposed. This was not a look a pupil was supposed to see a teacher in. Worse still she'd nearly dropped her towel in utter panic, frantically trying to keep herself decent.
"S-sorry..." Kacey stuttered, it had taken all of her will power to keep her jaw from falling open, "You picked my jacket up by mistake. Sorry again." she quickly rushed out of there before she embarrassed either of them anymore. That little encounter really wasn't helping her mixed emotions, she was still trying to figure out who she was, in terms of sexuality. And she really wanted someone to talk to.
Nikki had consciously changed swiftly before any one else, unwelcome, intruded in. She was applying minimal quantities of make-up; a little foundation, eye shadow, lip gloss and enchanting her dazzling orbs with mascara when her phone beeped. She cursed under her breath as she smudged her wet mascara. Unlocking her phone, she frowned at the text message: 'There's a visitor for you in my office. Sonya x'