25
Nikki
I woke up to the shrill sound of my phone alarm at six thirty sharp. However, I wasn't in my bed in my house. Compared to where I was, my room was hell. I was in Erik's arms, my head on his shoulder. He slowly awoke and murmured, "What is that?"
"My alarm," I said, reaching into my hoodie and turning it off. "I gotta go to school."
As I slipped it back into the pocked, he tightened his grip on me. "I wish I never had to let you go," he breathed.
"Don't get me started," I sighed. I groaned and continued, wriggling out of his grip and sitting up, "I gotta get there early though, to post around the flyers."
He sat up and kissed me one more time. Believe me, If I could have missed school that day, I wouldn't have let go. At the same time, we stood up and he said, "I'll walk you out."
"Thanks," I said.
We walked out side by side outside, to find the sky cloudy and gray, pouring rain. It was ridiculously cold, too. He noticed me shiver and took off his fancy Victorian-style jacket. He draped it around my shoulders and I put my arms in the sleeves. They were a little long, but would look all right rolled inside. "Thanks," I said with a smile and possibly blushing. "Are you, uh, gonna need this back? 'Cause it's awesome."
"It's yours," he said.
I kissed him one more time, holding the jacket closed. Once we were done, I said, "See you Saturday, I guess." And ran to my car.
I got some Starbucks before school and arrived about fifteen minutes early, early enough to Xerox the flyers and hang them around. Doreen was at her desk as usual, typing. She saw me and said, "Gee, Nikki, here so early?"
"Yeah. I woke up early so I could Xerox and hang up some flyers for a gig at Little John's Bar on Saturday. Remember Dante? I'm playing drums for him."
"Well, that's nice," she said. "What time? I could go."
"Seven," I said with a smile.
"I'll be there," she said.
I made more than enough copies and hung one in every hallway. When I was finished, it was time for class and I went.