"Bobby. Bobby, look at that." Whispered Jackson Wilmington, nudging Bobby Nickels' shoulder. Bobby looked up from his lunch tray in time to see a tall, blue-eyed girl with strawberry blond hair come into view.

                          "Is this seat taken?" She asked in a deep-yet-feminine voice. "Nope, not at all." said Jackson, motioning for her to sit, to which she obliged.

                         "I'm Jackson, and this is Bobby. Who are you?" He asked, panting excitedly and swinging his feet wildly underneath the table.

                        "I'm Doreen." She introduced. Bobby met Doreen's eyes.

                        "You're beautiful." He said.