Russell Knight is not your average geek. Sure, he may seem like the quiet, shy, and vulnerable guy in school. But there is far more to Russel than meets the eye.
At just 10 years old, Russell had already gone through the heartache of losing both of...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨
Sam
We got back to the dorms and I was so thankful that Russell found a parking space right in front by our dorm.
We parked and all made our way to the front of the building. Brandon stretched his arms up and yawned, "Alright guys, I'm heading out. I gotta wake up early tomorrow for a test."
"We'll that's new. You sure you don't want to crash in our dorm tonight?" Russell asked in a chuckle.
Brandon nods his head and hangs his head. I think we all had a few too many drinks tonight, and despite the incident with Craig, we had a really good time. "Nah man. I love your dorm, it's so damn roomier, even your couch is better than my stir ass bed, but I need to get back soon after my test and go wash my clothes, I'm down to my last clean shirt." Russell chuckles.
We all know too damn well Brandon always waits until he's completely run out of clothes to go wash. "Ok, see you tomorrow buddy."
"See yah." Brandon gives Kim and I a hug, and then gives Russell a bro hug before turning on his heel and leaving.
"We'll, I guess I should head out too. I'll see you guys tomorrow for breakfast. Good night." Kim adds making me feel a bit suspish from the sudden lack of interest of sleeping in our dorm. I mean, they literally live there more than Russell and me.
"Umm, ok."
"Get him girl. Tonight is the night, Russell looks hot as fuck, if I were you, I'd rip his clothes off soon as I get in that door." My eyes widen, and I'm sure I was as red as a tomato when she whispered those words out.
She pulls away giggling and turns on her heels, walking away as she swayed her hips. "Bye Russell!" she says tauntingly, waving from behind her. "Bye, Kim," he says in a chuckle lowering his head and biting his lower lip.
His head is kept low as he looks towards me, making a big surge of butterflies invade my stomach. He clears his throat looks towards a small group of people hanging out on a balcony in one of the dorms.
"We should get some sleep as well. You need to rest, I'll make sure you get some aspirin tomorrow before going to class.
I don't know what the hell I was thinking about getting classes on a Saturday. Most kids would love spending their weekends doing other things, but here we are a group of four weirdos getting class on a Saturday morning. The good thing is that it's only a short class and ends before Thanksgiving break. But I dread that it's a three-hour class.
"Thanks, Russ," I answer him as I try and maintain my posture. Kim is right, the dimmed light from the pole above gives him that five o'clock shadow, making his jawline look sharper and so damn sexy. It makes me want to pull him into my lips and wrap my legs around him... Wow, slow down Samantha. I think the alcohol is seriously still getting to me.
