She walked through the silent school, down the empty hallway, and to the classroom at the very end. She paused at the door, mentally preparing herself although she had no clue how Eric would feel after sleeping on everything last night. She wasn't even sure how she felt about it all. She let out a sigh, turned the handle, and took a step inside.

"Good morning, Lux" he said with a sweet smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Daniels" She responded, making sure to put extra emphasis on every syllable of his professional name and giving him a flirtatious smile. They could get away with a little more right now because none of the students and very few of the teachers were in the building. School didn't start for another hour. She took a seat at the first desk in the row directly across from his.

He got up with a handful of papers and sat down beside her. "Let's get started," he said. They spent most of the tutoring session reviewing The Scarlet Letter for the test coming up next week. But it was the furthest thing from Lux's mind. She just listened to the sound of his voice and enjoyed the feeling when their arms would brush against one another. She started to daydream, remembering the night of the camping trip when they were swimming in the lake. The way their bodies felt together with the water between them. The way he kissed her so gently, then how things became more lustful. The fear and adrenaline that rushed through her body when the sounds from the woods shattered the perfect moment. Damn, things were going so well up to that point.

"Are you even listening?" he asked, impatiently, "You're not going to understand this if you don't pay attention."

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry," she looked down and pulled her hands to her lap. She smiled secretly to herself, "I guess I was daydreaming."

"What's going on in that head of yours?" He was genuinely starting to worry about her. Her headspace had been pretty messed up lately. He was thankful she confided in him last night, but he wondered what else she could be hiding.

"I was kind of… um… fantasizing." She let that trail off.

"About?" Was he really going to go there? She didn't want to have to explain that she was thinking about things that weren't exactly PG.

"Well, I've been thinking… a lot lately, actually," she stopped again. The anticipation was killing him and he gave her a very impatient look so she continued. "What would have happened on the camping trip? I mean if…"

"If we hadn't heard someone in the woods?" He asked. He was now quick to read her mind. His mind had often wandered to the same place. He just didn't feel quite appropriate discussing it with her here at school.

"Well, yeah. I mean, I wouldn't have stopped you," she said with a naughty smile.

He stood up and walked over behind his desk, an attempt to create some distance between them. These types of conversations always seemed to end in an argument and he could feel it coming now. She knew that the teacher/student circumstances made intimacy difficult for them, yet she pushed the topic anyways. He also didn't want to be too close to her because he would rather hug and comfort her than fight with her. She could feel the argument coming too so she started to gather up her books and put them in her backpack. He leaned over his desk, placing both hands on it and bracing himself. "If something had happened," he paused for a moment, "I'm sure I'd probably be feeling pretty guilty right about now." He held his breath waiting for her response.

"Here we go again," she sighed. She stood at the desk and put her backpack over her shoulder, shaking her blond curls in disappointment. She could feel a headache coming on and fighting with him was only going to make it worse.

He straightened up and in an attempt to keep things from getting too heated he said, "Lux, it's… it's really complicated."

"No, Eric, it's really not," she argued in protest, she raised her voice, "it's pretty much the simplest thing in life," she stressed each word, trying to drive the point home for him. She felt her body flush, her face becoming hot and red. She was going to have to get out of there and fast or he was going to see her cry. She was so emotional and sensitive over him and the sense that he was rejecting her bothered her more than she liked. She just hadn't realized how it was affecting her physically and she was starting to get nauseous. "I have to go."

"Lux, wait, please," he pleaded with her. Another teacher walked down the hallway by the classroom and they both looked away from each other, frustrated and trying to act nonchalant. He handed her a few papers, practice quizzes for the exam. She sighed, rolled her eyes, and stuffed them in the front pouch of her backpack. "I don't want you to think…" he trailed off, looking down at his now empty hands, "you know how I feel about you. Believe me. It's not that I don't want…"

She was feeling even sicker now, and her body was hot but cold at the same time. Could she really be this upset? What was going on? She was in incredible physical pain but she couldn't tell where it was coming from. Her head? Her stomach? Her entire body was aching, throbbing and she was dizzy. Her vision started to go black and she could hear her heart pounding in her head. Her mouth was moving, she was begging him for help, but nothing was coming out. She managed to gasp his name before she crumpled to the floor, unconscious.