The first dream,
A white expanse of perfectly square blocks of rock. Different sizes, connected through ramps and staircases but all impeccably white, exactly white, without a spec of any other color. And a sky so high and blue, so far away a cool, so absolutely clear.
The three of us scape from the school, we wear our uniforms, ne the ridiculous plaid skirt and they V-necks and ties, we ran . . . no we are on skateboards? One big skateboard, with the three of us on top. Flying over the whiteness and square-ness of it all, laughing our triumphant escape.
And to be totally honest, I had never actually looked as good in my uniform in real life.
Ben is driving a bus, and I am inside it.