Dreams Part 2...

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... in which I relate another dream.

We were all in the Hall at my Primary School. It was late-sh, and we were sitting down at tables for a game. It was just one of those nights.

Meghan and a couple of friends were there at my table, as well as two guys I didn't really know. One of the guys was quite cute.

Before everyone got settled, I started talking to the cute guy. Of course, when I say "talking", it should be generally understood as "flirting" as my brian seems not to know the difference. Apparently, though, after two years of rejection, my "talking" seemed to have improved, because he moved from his side of the table to take the seat next to me.

Yeehah!

As the game approached, the table started to fill up and the guy began listing his Top Three Things To Do. I listened intently, as I always do, and laughed at the right places, as I always hope I do. I don't remember what Things One though Three were, as they didn't really grab my attention. Thing Four was where my attention was thoroughly grasped, and not only because it was part 4 or a three-part series. "Thing Four is... to kiss this guy" he said, and turned to me.

He kissed me.

I think we both thought it was a slightly awkward kiss, and that we both thought it was our own fault - that he'd been too forward, that I hadn't been prepared. But it was just one of those kisses.

We were asked to change tables at that point or just after. We all stood up and started moving, the two of us still slightly awkward towards one another. I didn't want us to be awkward, though, so I dug deep, turned to him, moved in close, put one hand behind his neck, the other lightly on his cheek, and pulled him intoa deep kiss.

This one was far more successful.

Truly deserving of the title Thing Four, if not higher.

We walked over to our new table together, but found there were only two seats left on opposite ends. He took a seat next to his best friend, the guy he was with, and I took a seat nest to a family friend.

We kept looking over at each other, be it felt as if he were so far away. We'd only known each other for a short while - an hour, tops - but he was Genuinely Interested, as was I, and it had been a while since that had happened. Either way. Because he was so far away, I felt like I wasn't using my time properly, so I mentioned it to the woman to my right - the family friend. She suggested that I take the guy out onto the grounds, find a nice grassy area, and "finish what you started". I didn't want to know what she'd meant by that last part, as she wasn't someone I wanted to connect with, say, hypothetically speaking of course, sex. Not that that's what she meant... necessarily...

Still, I did like the idea of going out into the night to sit in the cool and talk to this guy. This Genuinely Interested guy. However, I had this sudden attack of guilt that we'd be leaving his friend alone, so I decided to ask his permission first.

That was a mistake though. He said he did ming us going off together, and I got the feeling that he'd be upset if it were true that his best friend and I were together, for the sole jealous reason that he himseld Liked the guy too. He was the Best Friend Right In Front Your Face That You'll Eventually Notice type, or at least wanted to be.

I was instantly crushed. I didn't want to hurt this poor friend, and I didn't want to hurt either the guy or myself. I wished that I hadn't been so thoughtful (and, perhaps, subconsciously perceptive) of the friend's feelings, so I could have moved things further with the guy and not felt so bad later when I found out because it was too late to do anything.

In my newly unhappy state, I got up from the table and left the Hall without another word and entered the H Yard (Healy or Heely... I forget which it was). I wandered until I found another game; it was multiplayer, and the objective was to collect the most coins, or wooden tokens, or maybe it was to smash the most boxes. Either way, I was a natural and held the record. But that night, my heart wasn't in it. My heart was still on the table back in the Hall, hoping to be picked up by the guy, and not thrown out by the friend.

At one point in the game, I came up against a... well... he was someone inside the game that held some amount of power, but that's all I could tell you. He saw that I wasn't living up to my standards and, thinking that I cared more about my score than my principles, offered me a deal: he'd make sure I won if I "returned the favour".

All I had to do was sleep with him. All I had to do? I might not have had heart just then, but that didn't mean I was heartless.

Needless to say, I didn't take the deal.

And that's all I remember.

Blargh! This sucks. I started doing this thinking I'd have maybe a week's worth of dreams I could spread out over about a month. But I've only had three memorable dreams, and the third one I only remember snippets of... and it was one of those ones where it just suddenly becomes something completely different, much like highlyeccentric's recently posted dream, only much worse, so I couldn't really write it out; I've lost all continuity.

There was a common theme through all of three, though: school. That actually weirded me out a bit - three dreams all involving my high school in some way (the one above mixing in my primary school too), either through teachers being present or through it being set within the grounds. And all in a row.

I'm hoping that these three aren't the only dreams I'm going to be able to remember for a while. I like being able to remember my dreams.

It is strange though, now that I have written the dream down, just how much the first section reminds me of this past Friday night, with bits of the book I've just finished, Superfolks, mixed in. My next post will be on Friday's, Saturday's and Sunday's happenings.

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