Don’t Burn Yourself Out

Russell

Samantha seemed pretty cool. I can't deny that she's beautiful, and I'm very attracted to her. But, I promised myself that I was going to focus on school and my fights...nothing more. I can't afford to lose track of time or mess around this year. I have just one more year before I can fill out an application for an internship at Knights Enterprise.

It's been my dream to work there since I was a kid. Not just because it has the same name as my last name, but because they are one of the top businesses in the whole world. It's a multi-billion enterprise, and I am fascinated by this place. No one can compete with them. It's said they only accept a total of ten interns out of thousands that apply. I know that w it's a hell of a long shot, but I've worked hard... really hard to memorize everything that I will need to get that internship.

Having a girlfriend right now is out of the question. No matter how damn attracted I am with Sam. Besides, she deserves someone so much better than me. I can't even remember how many girls I've had a one-night stand with. She needs a man that can love her and treat her right...not some lowlife man-whore that will probably break her heart, like me.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. It read seven a.m., last night was pouring down like crazy, so I came home earlier than usual. Sam has been coming home early and her friend Kim usually spends the whole night here with her. So, I take advantage and head out to the gym for practices I'm out of their way. As long as I don't have class, of course.

Brandon, on the other hand, has taken over my dorm as well. He's usually there when I come back from the gym. He's been sleeping on my couch for the past three days. But something tells me, he doesn't like his roommate. Brandon is asthmatic, and any type of Smoke triggers his asthma. When we first got back to school, we noticed his roommate was smoking inside, though it's prohibited. Then again, no one ever follows the rules in the dorms.

I was unsure if Brandon would be in my living room, so I walked as quietly as could to the bathroom and began to do my business. Starting with taking a piss. I tilted my head back, as well as let myself release. I was so tired, I didn't bother turning on the lights.

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Samantha

Last night- it rained so hard, I seriously slept like a baby. So can someone explain to me...why the hell is it so cold? It was 90 degrees out yesterday, seriously. I swear, I hate California weather. It's so darn unpredictable. My alarm went off, waking me from my slumber. I grunted, hitting snooze and trying to roll back to sleep, only to get slapped in the face by crazy sleeper Kim. "Ouch.." I blurted out, swatting her hand away from me.

It was so darn cold, I was already shivering. I was dreading that I sleep with no bra and only a tiny crop top with no sweater last night. I moved Kim's foot off me and made my way to go pee. Russell's room still looked dark, he was probably still asleep. So, I went straight to the bathroom and turned on the lights.

"Shit. Sam?" my eyes went open wide, and my mouth gawked open as Russell stood in front of me with his junk out. I screamed...then he yelled at me. I couldn't look away, no matter how hard I tried. He was unable to stop peeing, and I froze... I had no idea what to do. "Jesus...Sam, look away, will you? Stop screaming." I quickly covered my face from the embarrassment and slammed the door shut behind me, leaving Russell inside doing his business. Oh, God, that was so embarrassing. I walked to my room, slamming my door, completely forgetting that I needed to pee as well.

Soon as I heard him open the door and close the door to his room, I peeked out, slowly made my way to the bathroom, and made sure to lock the door. I did my business, including washing my face, and brushing my teeth before I went back out. I slowly opened the door, "Sam." I jumped in place as Russell stood on the other side of the door, already dressed up with a warm black hoodie and blue jeans. God, is there anything that doesn't make him look sexy? I mean...

everything this guy wears looks so good on him.

"Rus- Russell, good morning." I hung my head so he couldn't see my blushed cheeks. "Sam... You walked in on me. Why did you walk in on me, Sam? We said boundaries, remember?" he reminded me, crossing his hands over his chest and clenching his jaw. I walked past him, grunting in protest. It's far too early, and I am already having a bad day.

"Russell, I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Besides, it's your fault." I whisper yelled so we wouldn't wake up Kim, whom I have no idea how she slept through my frantic screaming earlier. "What? How is it my fault? You walked in on me." he whispered yelled back, taking a step closer, making my back pressed against the wall. "W-why?... Gee, I don't know... Maybe because you forgot to turn on the lights...and...lock the door." I started, whispering back at him.

Brandon snorted loudly on the couch making us both freeze, and then laugh quietly. "I swear these two will eventually kick us out and take over our dorm," he says making me chuckle. He chuckles lightly, pausing soon after and biting his bottom lip. I forgot I was still in shorts and a thin crop top. The cold weather gave me chills, and my nipples were hard, making them visible in front of Russell. He started down at my breasts, then cleared his throat, running his hand through his hair.

I felt embarrassed again. This whole day was going bad. "Anyway... I have class in a few minutes. Have a good day, ok?" he says smiling. "Thank you. You too. See you later." I responded as he turned away and began to walk away. I took a long sigh, dreading my existence from how bad my day has been, and it's not even eight yet.

Wait, eight? Shit...I have class at eight-thirty. Damn it. I rushed back to my room, got ready, and dashed out of my dorm, running to my class.

(6:00 p.m.)- the university library

I sat on the floor, reading away from a book I have to study for a big test coming up. I feel so tired. I've been studying so hard these past few days, I rarely get a break. I usually go back to my dorm early to take a nice warm bath while Russell leaves to I guess, work out... But since Brandon and Kim have been hanging out at my dorm, I get very little quiet time to study. This is why I have been taking advantage to come and study at the library before going back to my dorm. I guess I was so tired, I began falling asleep.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get my eyes to stay open. "Sam....Sam.....Samantha." I could hear someone calling. But I was so tired, I couldn't answer or open my eyes. I felt two strong arms picking me up bridal style. I faintly wrap my arms around his neck and open my eyes slightly. "Russell?" I can see his pretty blue eyes behind his glasses before my eyes reject opening any further. All I can grasp is their voices and I can feel Russell holding me tight in his arms.

"Grab her bag, her backpack too. I'll take her books. Are these hers too?" I hear Brandon and Kim talking at the same time. "No, these belong to the library, but these are hers. Thanks, guys, we need to close down. Poor thing, she's been in here studying all day since like 3 in the afternoon." I can hear the voice of a guy tell my friends. God, why can't I open my eyes? Even my body isn't responding.

I was up around ten the next morning. Luckily, it's the weekend, which means no classes, and I have more time to study for my test coming up. I make my way out, realizing I'm now wearing pajamas. Russell sits at a stool, reading an article on his laptop and drinking coffee. The sweet aroma filling me "Mmh, that coffee smells so good." I say making him turn quickly. He quickly stands up and smiles. "Hey...how are you feeling? Want a cup? Let me make you some coffee. Take a seat." he says joyfully.

My body still feels so weak, I am happy to oblige. I take a seat next to his laptop and soon indulge in the first taste of morning coffee. "Sam, what happened last night? Did you not get enough sleep?" he's led making me remember what happened.

"Russell, I am so sorry. It must have been so embarrassing for you to have to go get me at the library. Honestly, I didn't mean to fall asleep. I just needed to study for this test I have on Monday. I never thought I'd end up falling asleep." my eyes still protested. I was still so tired, but I had to pass this test.

"Sam, I get that you're taking school seriously. It's kind of sexy that you think that way if you ask me, honestly speaking. But...you can't burn yourself out just studying Sam. Imagine if the librarian hadn't called us? You'd be stuck all night in the library. You have to be more careful, and get enough rest in between studying and classes Sam."

I hate to admit it, but he was right. I need to take more rest. "I know...you're right. I need to rest a little more." I responded, shrugging my shoulders and taking a sip of coffee. "Good that you agree because I prohibited Brandon and Kim from coming this weekend and they are not allowed to sleep here at night until Monday night," he says making my eyes go wide and mouth gawked open. "What? Why?"

"You said it yourself... You need to rest. Now, stop burning yourself out with your books. Go back to bed and sleep until you can't anymore. I'll make some food and bring it in for you, is that ok?" he asks making his way to the kitchen.

"Wait... You're staying with me? For the whole weekend?" I ask him nervously. He smiles turning back to me.

"Yeah, that's right. Well, I'll only be gone for a few hours tonight, but... I'll be back before midnight. You'll probably be asleep by then, either way, so, it's ok, right?" he says scrunching his nose and turning on the stove, placing a skillet on top.

"Now, go back to bed. Unless you want me to carry you like I did last night? You're choice?" he says making my cheeks blush. I protested a little, but eventually, he won. I hopped off the barstool and made my way to bed. I had never felt so tired, but pampered like this by any man, but honestly? I was loving every minute of it.

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