I wanna be the first thing on your mind in the mornin'
The one who knows it's you when you're callin'
The girl who dries your tears when they're fallin'
I wanna know you like that
I wanna be the one you run to when things get crazy
The only girl that you call your baby
The one whose always got your back
I wanna know you like that
After Nick pulled Connie out of the classroom, he started running down the hall, pulling her along with him.
"Where are we - ?" Connie started to ask, but Nick cut her off.
"Shh...!" he said, in a harsh whisper.
When they got to the end of the hallway, Nick started for the stairs that led to the second floor, but Connie held back.
Nick glanced back at her, still holding onto her hand.
"C'mon...!" he urged.
"But what if - ?"
" - Bender, Bender, Bender...! Nick muttered, as he stepped closer to her "...who the hell cares about the but's or the what if 's or whatever the hell else you're about to say to me...? Ya waste all your time trying to come up with excuses, and you'll just miss out on everything!"
Connie just stared at him, as Mr. Vernon's harsh footsteps could be heard walking around on the floor above them.
"...And I really don't want you to miss this," Nick finished, staring into her eyes.
Connie stared back at him, and sighed.
"Alright," she said, "let's go."
Nick smirked, and pulled her along with him, up the stairs.
When they reached the second floor, they saw Vernon at the other end of the hallway, his back to them, as he tried to figure out his own plan of action.
Panicking, Connie moved past Nick and pulled him into the classroom that they were closest to...the computer lab.
Connie quietly shut the door behind them and glared at Nick.
"I am so gonna - " she began.
But once again, Nick cut her off, this time by putting his hand over her mouth.
"You can never just, shut up, can you...?" he whispered.
Connie arched an eyebrow and reached up to pinch Nick's hand.
"Yeeeow...!" Nick squeaked, yanking his hand away.
Then, just as quickly, he sat down on the floor and pulled Connie down with him.
They heard heavy footsteps march down the hall, then stop a few feet from the door.
Connie held her breath as she waited for Vernon to start walking again, and hoped that he wouldn't open the door.
When they finally heard his footsteps again, they were going in the opposite direction, away from them.
Connie let out a sigh of relief, then looked over at the boy sitting next to her, and glared at him.
"If we're not dead by the time this day is over...I'm gonna kill you," she told him.
Nick smirked.
"No you're not, you're gonna love me," he said.
Connie rolled her eyes.
"Well, I dunno, I may have to get a referral from Justine Morgan, first," she told him.
"Go ahead, you'll only hear good things," he replied.
"I thought you two only went out for two weeks...?" Connie reminded him.
Nick smirked, and shrugged.
"...It was a good two weeks," he told her.
"If it was a good two weeks, then why didn't it last for three...?" Connie pointed out, a smug look on her face.
Nick smirked, and scratched the back of his neck, while looking down at the floor.
"...You're uncomfortable," said Connie.
Nick's head seemed to snap back up and he gave her a questioning look.
"What...?" he asked.
"You did the scratching the back of your neck - while looking down at the floor - thing..." she told him "...it's what guys do when they're uncomfortable."
"...Well, you're an observant little creature, aren't you?" Nick remarked, with a smirk.
"Oh, I'm a creature, now...?" Connie asked.
"If I'm uncomfortable, then you're a creature," Nick told her.
Connie nodded.
"Fair enough..." she said "...I think."
"Don't worry, you'll get used to the logic, eventually," he told her, as he reached into his jacket and pulled out what looked like candies in indiviual gold wrappers.
"...Ya like caramel?" he asked, offering her one.
With a smile, she took the candy from him, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth.
"So...how much stuff do you have in that jacket, anyway?" she asked.
Nick smirked (big surprise).
"...If I told you, that would just ruin part of my mystery," he said "...and I've always kinda liked my mystery."
"Does that mean that you're not gonna tell me why two weeks never made it to three...?" Connie asked "...and why you're so uncomfortable with it being brought up?"
"Pretty much."
"Well, you're no fun."
"Look..." he began "...I've just...never been comfortable with talking about my past, that's all."
"We're talking about a break - up that happened two weeks ago!" Connie pointed out.
"...Two weeks ago qualifies as a past event!" Nick fired back, "besides, why does it interest you so much, anyway?"
Connie shrugged.
"I just wanna know," she said "..so kill me, I'm curious."
"I just don't need a Dr. Phil, OK...?"
"...And I don't wanna be Dr. Phil!" Connie told him "...he's got hardly any hair on his head and too much under his nose, it's weird, if ya ask me...!"
Nick grinned.
"I'll give ya a hundred bucks if you can do an impression of him, right now," he said.
"...Show me the hundred."
Nick pouted.
"...So close," he muttered "...money's about the only thing that I don't have in the jacket."
Connie grinned.
"So, you're seriously not gonna tell me what happened with Justine...?" she asked.
Nick sighed, and turned to rest his back against the wall.
"She cheated on me," he said.
Connie blinked.
"You two were only going out for two weeks and she was already cheating on you...?" she asked.
"Yeah, makes me look pretty pathetic, doesn't it?" he asked.
"No, but it makes her look pretty damn bad...!" she told him, "do you know who she...was with?"
"...Michael Carson."
Connie's eyes widened.
"...Captain of the basketball team, Michael Carson?" she asked.
Nick nodded.
"Yup," he said.
Connie rolled her eyes.
"Well, you're way..." she began, but then glanced at him and stopped.
Nick gave her a quizzical look.
"I'm way, what...?" he asked.
"You're...uh, nothing," she replied.
"I'm nothing...?"
"No!" Connie exclaimed. "No! Not what I meant! I just..I was saying you're way..."
"I'm way...what?" Nick asked, then raised an eyebrow.
"Whoa, deja vu," he mumbled.
"Look, it's nothing, OK? Just...never mind," she told him.
"Wait, so I have to spill my guts, but you get to keep quiet...for once?" Nick asked.
"...Pretty much, yeah," she replied, with a nod.
Nick smiled.
"You like me enough to lie to me, at least that's reassuring," he said.
Connie rolled her eyes.
"I lie to everybody, and I like hardly anybody, so don't flatter yourself," she told him, as she stood up and began to walk to the other side of the room.
"OK...I retract me previous comment," Nick said, as he stood up, and turned to look at Connie.
Connie snorted.
"Which one...?" she asked, as she skimmed over some of the posters hanging on the wall.
"...The one about you being an observant creature."
Frowning in confusion, Connie turned around.
"And what does that mean...?" she asked.
"It mean that you're not an observant creature...you're a fascinating one," he told her, as he walked over to her.
"Trust me, I'm not that fascinating," she said.
Nick smirked, and even though the room was dark, and only lit by the sunlight coming through the window blinds, Connie could see a slight twinkle in his eyes.
"Oh, Connie Bender..." he said "...I must disagree."
HA HA!!! Ya thought you were gonna get a kiss this time, didn't ya...?
Sorry, my children, you've gotta be a bit more patient if you're watching for those big moments...
By the way, the song stanza at the beginning is from the song "I Wanna Know You Like That" by Nikki Flores.
I hope everybody had a great Christmas, and has a safe and happy new year...!
Love ya loads...!
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