'Instinct is something which transcends knowledge. We have, undoubtedly, certain finer fibers that enable us to perceive truths when logical deduction, or any other willful effort of the brain, is futile.'
{Nikola Tesla}
Nicole is known as the brain...
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Life is tough, my darling. But so are you.
*Warning: Possible triggers in this chapter.
——————————————————— Third Persons POV:
Nicole stared at Teresa suspiciously as the raven haired girl dug out antiseptic from the green bag that was a practical tsunami on the inside.
"You do know what you're doing right?" Nicole asked hesitantly as Teresa turned around with the supplies in her arms.
"Of corse." The girl replied, yet she didn't look Nicole in the eyes.
"Have you done this before?" Nicole asked, raising a brow.
"Not that I remember." Teresa replied after a pause.
"Then how the hell do you know what you're doing!?" Nicole snapped pushing herself up, but a hand pushed her back down.
"Nicole." Newt said in a motherly tone as a flustered Teresa poured alcohol over a needle. Nicole blew out a sigh forcefully as she pouted.
"Have I said this isn't a good idea. Cause it isn't." She whispered to Newt who patted her hand in return.
"You'll be fine. I promise." Newt told her with a sweet smile. He gave her hand a small squeeze of reassurance. "I'll be right here for you."
Nicole usually didn't go for all that bullshit, but Newt was one of the many few that actually made her feel better.
"Okay," Nicole breathed out as she grazed her thumb over his knuckles.
"First things first," Teresa said looking up. "Out."
"What!?" A collective groan came from all the boys that stood on the other side of the room.
Nicole chuckled slightly at all their defeated looks. "B-but-"
"Out." Teresa repeated cutting off Aris. Aris looked down sadly then back up to the laying brunette.
"I'll be fine." Nicole said trying to sound positive. Though her eyes slipped over to Teresa in the corner of her view. "I think." Nicole tried to whisper it to herself, yet the raven haired girl sent a nasty look over to Nicole. Whoops.
Newt gave Nicole's arm a small slap like he was scorning her for doing something bad. Her brown eyes lifted up to his. "What?" She whined.
