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Amy listened to the rest of the story - that was, what few details Adam *did* know - with horror.
"It was pretty horrible," he said sadly. "They never did catch the guy."
The redhead shook her head, her heart thumping extra hard with the fear that, if the guy who'd raped Nora was still at large... And hell, she didn't even want to think about it.
"Didn't she know who did it?"
The tall blond man started to shrug.
"I would guess so. People kept talking about date rape," he said. "The truth is, I didn't really know her all that well. Jay and I always hung out with Stacy. Nora was... Shall we say, a bit more studious than us."
Amy arched a brow.
"Thought you guys switched schools because of too much partying."
"Oh, we did," he replied. "But Jay and I - and Stacy, too - we enjoy the occasion concert or hangout at a club or something else fun like that. Nora didn't do much of that. She was a bit religious, from what I remember Stacy saying about her."
"Oh." Amy looked down, not sure what to think. The entire idea of a girl who'd been a student here a mere semester earlier - and living in the same exact dorm room as she, complete with the same roommate - getting raped on campus was definitely more than a little unnerving. In fact, that was a great understatement because it totally freaked the hell out of her!
Adam seemed to be able to clearly read her thoughts as he suddenly reached over for her arm. His fingers brushed against it for a beat before he touched her shoulder.
"Don't worry," he said softly, his green eyes filled with concern and strength. "This place has bulked up on security since it happened... And I'm not bad at playing bodyguard, either."
The young woman raised her head, instantly meeting his forest green eyes at the words. She'd only just met Adam Copeland a couple of hours earlier, but there was just something about him... About the firm yet calm tone of his voice, the placid gentleness in his eyes, that made her feel so very at ease. He made her feel safe. She felt nothing but good, beneficial vibes emanating from the young man. And her vibes were very, very rarely wrong about people. Somehow, she knew she could trust Adam. She felt a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Thanks. That does make me feel a little better," she said.
He grinned a bit more widely.
"I'm glad." Then, glancing at his watch, the tall blond suddenly stood up. "Crap - I'm late for my Physics class. I gotta run. But I'll see you later, okay?" He grabbed his backpack, and Amy stood as well.
"I'll walk you over," she offered.
"Cool," Adam said. "You got a class at four?"
"Um... nope, not today, I don't."
"Great," the tall blond man said as they started the brisk jog over to the science building. "So, why don't you meet me right outside my class by then? If you're not too busy doing something else, that is."
"Sure, I'd like that," Amy replied. A soft blush seeped into her cheeks as a blush of shyness hit her.
As they continued on toward the science building, they failed to notice the furious glare and
angry amber eyes accompanying it.