As Good As Dreams

by ck13

Travis has moved to Miami, Florida to get away from his love for Lily and move on. Delilah is scared of trusting men. When both meet and become friends, which develops into more, both must make choices that will affect the rest of their lives.

1. The Favor

As Good As Dreams

By: Christina K.

Chapter 1: The Favor

(A/N: Hi guys! Thanks for picking my story to read! This story is not, let me repeat is NOT a Trily fic. There will be a little Trily, but it is bad!! Yes, I'm sorry; I'm a huge Trily fan myself, but my OC has to be my heroine on this one. Well, I hope you guys like it. It starts off a little slow and it is in both of their perspectives, I will specify in each chapter. This one is in Delilah's, my OC. Enjoy!!)

The first bell between classes rang and I lined up my students at the door, to send them to music class so they could give Mrs. Hernandez a headache and give me a well deserved break. After they were gone, I kicked off my heels and walked over to my desk, flipping through all of my paperwork, noticing a handwritten memo on canary yellow paper, a trademark of my boss, Principal Chase.

"Hey Delilah,

I know that you only have one break today, and you almost strangled me when I asked you to cover me this afternoon. But remember, it's only a simple tour of the school. I can't thank you enough for doing this for me and just trust me; it'll be well worth your while. Have fun and be nice!!

See You Tomorrow!

Deb"

I cursed to myself and put my shoes back on. I walked to the door and locked it behind me. I hurried to the front office, knowing that I was a few minutes late. I saw the little Richards kid walking down the hallway, bathroom pass in hand, skipping class again, but I didn't have time to escort him back to class, so I shot him a reprimanding look and he hurried his step.

I walked into the office, greeted by many people, most with kissed on the cheek. I walked by a man wearing a blue dress shirt and black slacks sitting down, his leg shaking a little. I gave him a quick smile as his stormy-grey eyes met mine. I blushed a little as I thought about how beautiful they were.

"Ah, Delilah, finally," Mark said, behind the front desk, smiling cheekily.

"Oh, come on, I'm only a few minutes late. Is he even here yet?" I asked, looking around the almost abandoned office.

The man with the grey eyes raised his hand and stood to face me.

"I believe you mean me."

I wanted to smack myself for being so rude.

"I'm so sorry. I thought you were a parent here to see Mr. Turner."
"No, it's okay. So, shall we?"

"Oh, of course; I'm Delilah Lopez, first grade teacher and tour guide extraordinaire."

"Travis Strong. It's nice to meet you." We shook hands, and I started the tour.