ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #11
Date: 6/1/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... newspaper, Sam had barely palmed it when she caught the headline, emblazoned in strong bold letters:'DISGRACED UCLA PROFESSOR CHARGED IN STUDENT'S DEATH' "What?" Sam said excitedly as her tired eyes tried to scan the article to find out the details as quickly as possible. "Adams killed that asshole frat guy?!" "That's what it said…" Freddie said, grinning and feeling even more like a hero for rescuing Sam and Tori from his attack. Apparently that golf club he carried around had some sort of DNA on it from Hunter, and added to that, some of his bl**d was found at the fountain that he was found in." "Cops pro’lly wouldn't have even found it if it wasn't for what happened with him going fucking insane." "I guess so," Freddie said, still utterly shocked at the turn of events even though he'd had at least a half hour more time than Sam to drink in the disturbing info. "Even crazier is that, over the break, like 6 other girls came forward about being sexually harassed and assaulted by the creep. You did that, Sam." "I didn't do jack shit…" she muttered, still feeling disgusted and guilty for her actions. "These girls, who didn't get named of course, came out after you… well, after what happened to you came out. So you really did make a difference, Sam." Sam smiled at Freddie and as she looked into his eyes, the eyes that she had fallen for time and time again, she felt a sharp pain in her soul knowing that it just ...
... wasn't meant to be. "Why are you being so nice to me, Benson?" "Because I think you've had a really bad few months and even though we aren't together anymore, I still… you know… care about you." "Just not like you care about Jade… or Tori, right?" Sam huffed. "In the case of Jade, you're right… I love her in a way I never thought possible and I know that hurts you, and I'm sorry… I wish I could fix it" The former iCarly tech took a deep breath, not wanting this to go in a totally different direction. Especially when, in this vulnerable moment, he remembered exactly why he fell for the blonde in the first place. "As for Tori… it's not really that simple." "Ha," she scoffed, rolling her eyes. "It's never simple with you is it, Freddie?" "Look, Sam, you can keep the paper… I actually stole it from the café while Jade was getting her coffee… and I will just talk to you later." "Yeah… later," she repeated back before walking back into the room, and collapsing on the bed, grabbing her phone so she could read the news-paper over again desperate not to think about her morning visitor and lose herself in 'what might have beens’. * * *December 5 3:44 pm UCLA- Pierce Hall Room 321 Beck Oliver was absolutely miserable. And surprisingly, none of his suffering had anything to do with the impending finals that he would face. Naturally, it had to do with a girl. Despite having called and texted her eight times over the ...