Nicholas looked at his watch. There's half an hour to go before class dismissal and he felt so anxious as the time went by without getting closer to any answer.
Hillary was pacing back and forth, sat on the chair and stood again. She was just as restless as Nicholas. She was worried. At first, Serina was sleeping peacefully, from time to time, she'd mumble something incoherent. The ticking of the clock continued and now, Serina was starting to frown. Cold sweats dotted her forehead and she was pale.
Hillary couldn't wait any longer and dialed Nicholas' number. "We have to bring her to the hospital. She's pale and in pain. I can't just sit here and do nothing about this."
"I'll be right there." Nicholas replied, ignoring the looks of the other students and the professor in front of the class. He pocketed his phone and looked straight into the teacher's eyes, inputting words into his head about an emergency. "Prof, can I leave and go to the hospital?"
