I don't have a new character, just a new name

"Do you remember the first time DR looked at you?" Was he asking her or was she imagining his soft clear voice again?

"Yea, oddly enough" She struggled with an answer. What was correct? What did she want to say? What was he asking for?

A scene, far and unfamiliar blipped through her mind.

"Hey, Benny, come sit with us..." He smiled an amazing, time stopping smile and patted the desk before him with his soft masculine hands, "We should do this together."

She found her current body transported to English Class, Circa 2001. Her mind and body matured, she still found him irresistible in her memories. The first time he smiled would be a thing unforgettable to her, regardless of time and space and neccessity.

Then, times and figures transformed again before her eyes. She was coming down the steps in her childhood home, suddenly anxious and sick. She peered cautiously down the landing and spied DR in her living room. In a tux, primping in her hall mirror. Everyone had a camera. DR was holding flowers. Prom, Circa 2004. But where was her dress?

Tattered and torn, she looked at the dress woefully hanging in the closet of her new home, in a new land, with old feelings. In her first active participation in the vivid daydream, she ripped the blue eyelash fabric from end to end and threw it over the banister.

Then she recalled her position and situation. His voice gave her a start, "You ever wish he would have just left you alone?"

"No... I suppose there was a reason for it, Young."

She lied because she thought it was the right thing to say. All the while thinking that he should have never said her name and maybe she would have never noticed his steel blue eyes and soft fawn hair.