Once Upon A Dream [Kessa]

[Benjamin Richmond]

Benni made himself a nest in one of the cushy armchairs, carefully arraigning things to his liking: his ball of champagne-colored cashmere yarn sat at his feet, the string leading up neatly to his wooden knitting needles; his iPod stayed in his pocket, one earbud resting in his ear while the other dangled out. With a large bottle of water and a bag of Swedish Fish resting at his feet, he was set up perfectly for a few hours of relaxation and people watching.

This campus was far bigger than he thought it would be, and there seemed to be all sorts of colorful people milling about. Most importantly, it seemed easy to spot the kind of people who could (and would) make trouble for him, and the kind who might not be all that bad. But Benni knew better than to take things at face value, especially when dealing with people wielding dangerous powers.

There was a redhead in his line of sight, for example, that looked like she wouldn't hurt a fly, but who knew what she could so if-

Benni's eyes widened slightly. He'd seen her before while he was making his way up here on the train. Not that she was on the train, but Benni wandered into one of her dreams in the midst of a catnap. Who would've thought? Before he could stop himself, he let out a very feminine giggle and quickly looked down at his knitting, biting his lip to keep from laughing loudly.

[Kessa Westwood]

With her studies suffering any little bit of her time was geared to raising her grade any would be a big help. Today she had occupied a corner armchair, her legs hung over one of the sides with her shoes on the floor in front of the chair, her book bag was there also along with a soda and a bag of chips. Her lap held a notebook full of notes and doodles of the day, sometimes she made notes in the side of her dreams from the night before that would find their way to her pen on paper.

She adjusted her seating as one of her legs had fallen asleep, wasn’t that funny that her body parts could sleep without dreaming? Oh how she wished that for her mind! As she settled herself she saw a girl from across the way her almost white hair and something about her but she couldn’t put a finger on it, her thin shoulders shrugged slightly and she eyed the notebook again, she then pulled out her dream diary and opened it, she scanned it’s pages with undue care until she came across a doodle of a young girl.

Kessa looked up to see the girl that was in her dream, her heart raced as she became nervous, was something bad going to happen? She was almost holding her breath as she didn’t see anything to anything happening with the girl in her diary, a sigh of relief came over her, yet something else now bothered her why would she be ending up in her dreams?

Unable to focus any longer on her studies, she packed every thing up into her book bag including her chips, she slipped on her shoes, picked up her soda and was going to go back to her room but when she walked by the girl and heard her giggle, she couldn’t help herself but stop, turn toward the girl and ask her “Where do I know you? You were in my dream, WHY? There seemed to be a pleading look to her eyes.