Colin flew up out of bed, his heart racing. Remembering his dream did nothing to calm his nerves and his heart rate. It was her. It had been her for several months now. Every time he closed his eyes she would be staring back at him, and it was even worse when he fell asleep. It was as if his mind was literally one track and that track was her.
Colin rubbed his eyes and slowly swung his legs over the side of his large king size bed. He kept his eyes closed and tilted his head back letting the sunlight hit his face from the window.
“I can’t keep doing this,” Colin thought to himself.
He opened his eyes and finally stood up. He was going to go do what he always did to clear his mind, go swim laps in his pool. He went to his dresser and pulled on swim trunks and padded out into the kitchen.
His kitchen was very large and had an amazing view out to the pool and further, the city. At night it was incredibly beautiful, it was the houses selling point. He turned toward the refrigerator and grabbed the orange juice and a glass from the cabinet. He poured a small amount and drank it quickly to try to clear the still lingering cobwebs in his mind.
He turned and went out the French doors that lead to the patio and pool area. He sat the empty glass down on the railing and pivoted. He made a clean smooth dive in to the warm water. Colin had enjoyed swimming since high school. It had become part of him over time. Anytime he needed to think or relax, he would go for a swim. It had started to become a habit to do it before his classes.
All because he was not able to get his shit together and move on from her. His thoughts, whether consciously or not, always drifted back to Molly. He knew it was incredibly wrong, but perhaps that was part of his drawl to her. Or perhaps it was those incredible, large green eyes and plump soft lips.
He didn’t actually know if they were soft or not, but he sure could imagine, and he imagined them on his and on other parts of his anatomy enough to drive any man insane. It was a miracle he made it through class every other day with her sitting there in the front row.
He had to make sure that he didn’t spend too much time looking at her, any lingering looks could make him unravel. What was just as frustrating, was the fact that she would avoid eye contact with him at any cost. He could stare at her beautiful long curly hair and green eyes all day in an attempt to figure out what she was thinking.
“Fuck!” Colin came up gasping for air.
He had been going fast and furious with the laps since he jumped in the water ten minutes ago and it was not helping.
“This shits unreal. I feel rung out, what is it about that girl?” He said out loud, not to anyone but to just get the thought out in the open.
Colin lifted his body out of the pool, letting the water ripple off his toned body. He grabbed a towel out of the warmer, wrapped it around his waist and headed inside to get ready for his 10:00 am Art History class.
***
Molly rolled to the left to turn off her alarm clock. 8:30 in the morning. Fantastic. She was not a morning person, so she was still unsure why she took a 10:00 am class. In the midst of all of her inner grumbling about the time and how early it was and how she would much rather still be in bed, it dawned on her that today was Monday morning.
The 10:00 am class that she was busy dreading, was Art History. She quickly stopped dreading it and started looking forward to it. She would finally see Professor Scott today after the long spring break week. She perked up and headed out to the kitchen for the coffee she could smell all the way from her room.
Standing in the middle of her kitchen was Ellie looking very sleep deprived but relaxed, and a beaming Caleb.
“Well, good morning you two.”
“Morning Molly,” Ellie said looking guiltily at her coffee mug,
“Good morning Mol, how did you sleep?”
“More than you two did, Caleb.”
Molly winked at Caleb, and Caleb and Molly both busted out laughing while Ellie stood there blushing to herself.