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Lia hated elementary school! Hated it!
The little Dream stood alone in the corner of the playground stomping her feet. How could daddy do this to her? She balled her hands into fists angrily as she tried not to cry. They were so terrible to her here. Making her sit with the boys and do boy things. And terror of all terrors, they made her use the boys bathroom! she had only been there a couple of days and this was just beginning to be too much. why, just this morning she had her that teacher lecturing her father about getting her proper boys clothes. Imagine! Lia felt the first tear spill as she though of discarding her pretty robes and donning, gasp, pants!

That is it! She decided. I'm leaving. With a quick glance around, to make sure no one was watching, she scurried over to where the fence had fallen below standards and slipped out of the small crack in the links.Finally free she tore off down the street in her fastest ladylike shuffle.

She had been concentrating so much on getting away from what was behind her that she didn't even notice the other Dream trying to address her. It had been a bit since she had left the school. She was sure by now that they had begun looking for her. The thought made her redouble her efforts to get away. Not that she shuffled any faster. Of course, by this time, she had lost all sense of direction and was completely lost. But that didn't slow her down. Oh, no. She went right past the other girl and didn't stop until, not paying attention, she bumped into the corner of a fence and fell flat on her face. Her first thought was for her clothes. Once she ascertained that she had landed on soft grass and no damage had been done to her garments she began to flail in frustration.

Hearing the helpful voice, Lia stopped with her antics and allowed herself to be helped up. She smoothed her clothing and looked at the girl who was concerned for her. It was another Dream! But this Dream obviously wasn't in school. Lia contemplated this for a moment. So, if this Dream wasn't in school, then why did she, herself, have to be! She decided that she was going to have a conversation with her father. If she ever bothered to try to make it home that was. It would serve him right for putting her in that horrid place if she didn't.
She blinked slowly at the other girl and pulled a fan from a fold in the front of her robes. Flipping it open she fluttered it a few times in front of her face before looking over the edge of the lace demurely.