Ceagin was glad she was willing to go. He wanted to get out, get away. The cover was getting to hard to wear and he wasn’t doing it very well at all. This had never happened to him until he met Sarah. He had surrounded himself with girls that were way too into fashion, dating and themselves to ever be interested in him. Those girls never tired to understand him and when he acted strange they were way to busy to notice. Sarah wasn’t like that, heck Kiera wasn’t like that and it was making it so much harder to keep up the act. None of his guy friends other then Nick and Chez knew what was real with him and none of his girlfriends though out the years had ever really known him for who he was. He had always been the jock, the good looking one, the guy that all the girls wanted to say, “he’s me boyfriend.” He looked over at Sarah. He hoped to God she would stop asking questions because he was in danger of breaking.
Nick stopped the car in front of the dorms, “Listen this may sound tacky but I am here for you if you ever need anyone to talk to.” He felt like she was carrying a load that was crushing her some how. He understood how that felt and wanted to help in any way he could