a dream
Okay, so it starts out on a school bus, with people who are mostly girls getting ready for an away lacrosse game. Our main character is me. We're going through a forest on a dirt road eventuallly, we get to our destination. It is a lacrosse field on stilts with wrestling match ropes around it. there is a pavilion for each team. our two busses unload. The girls get ready for their game. one stares at another's beautiful red curls and pale blue eyes and ferocity. the girls play. Our team wins. but, a message goes around: the president, Donald Trump, is coming. people quickly get up and run out of there. the girls quickly rush to the busses. I get lost in the crowd, so I have to get on the second bus. It is more like a dragonfly, and has all of the gear. The teacher/chaperone driving it is a badass. each of the seats has it's own door and the bus is mostly window, with thin metal strands. each seat is also colored differently. there's rainbow, pastel, math. in the last seat sits two girls passionatley arguing. I know them, as they are on the team. they are nice. we're acquaintances. I sit at the rainbow seat. Another girl slides in next to me. she is beautiful. There is the same not knowing but also knowing. she's passionate. mysterious. we start up. a big grey cat is standing on top of the bus, but also flying. it speaks. a prophecy: If he kisses her, the world will go to ruin. The teacher knows what is up. She says: good thing none of you go by he/him pronouns, right? I correct her. I do go by he/him pronouns, at least sometimes. the teacher curses. she says I am not to kiss anybody. somehow, I know that the her is the girl sitting next to me. I fall asleep on the ride. but, I slightly hear the girl talking to the cat. she knows of this prophecy. she knows that I am the he. she wants me to kiss her. she does not like the world. The teacher says that she is losing gas, so we have to land. she doesn't know where we are, just that it is not our world, but dreamland. she takes the girls in the back of the bus to her apartment there and me and the girl stay with her brother. my sheets have blueberries on them and the girl's have strawberries. we're in separate rooms, but I saw hers as I walked to my room. i sleep. then, in the morning, i get up and take a shower/go to the bathroom. as I start to leave, the girl comes through the door, cornering me. she tries to kiss me. when I say I want to, but we can't, she gets mad. I start to ssay something, but then I have a vision. it's of me and the girl, years later. we're both championship swimmers/lacrosse players. we're famous. people talk about our relationship in gossip columns. we're on again, off again to the highest degree. the world doesn't seem ruined. just the same. maybe it already was then i wake up
