The Dream.

Lydia grabbed a strand of hair, absently stuck it in her mouth, and began to suck on it. It was a nervous habit that she'd been trying to break for years. Nothing worked. It didn't help that this was her first day at Lawndale High, a brand-new school whose construction had only been finished the past summer. Lydia's previous high school had been over populated, so they built LH to send half the students to. …

…ndon." "Sounds reasonable," Chris admitted as he pulled up in front of her house. They stared each other in the eyes. "What now?" Lydia inquired softly, knowing Chris had had several girl friends since the sixth grade, while he was her first boy friend. He glanced down at her mouth then back up to her eyes and leaned in to kiss her. "That's what," he whispered in her ear before returning his mouth to hers.