Insanity
My dream was kind of weird, though not surprising. I was packing. I remember putting a bunch of my clothes into a bag. I even packed a nice dress. But when I got to where I was going I realized that I was supposed to be running an endurace test with a bunch of my classmates. We were running from my old junior high to this house out in the country. We all carried notebooks to log our progress too. Well, we got to our destination and it was this beautiful Victorian that had "play" rooms and beautiful salons and living spaces. As soon as we got there, several students flopped down and began playing guitar hero.
For some reason, the girls in the group started having attitude with me. They were mocking me and they were upset with me for some unknown reason. Well, unknown until later on in the dream.
I remember placing my notebook into a cubby hole--that was a very vivid scene-- and went to other parts of the house. My professor reminded me that we were in someone elses house and to be respectful. As if I wouldn't be. But as I passed through the house I was stopped by two tall men. They asked me who I was and why I was in the house. Apparently, my group was supposed to stay towards that one part of the house, but when I said my name, I was treated with cautious respect and led to the inner salons of the house.
It was then that I saw him: Josh, of course. And he was the reason there were two mammoth men questioning me. He was some sort of ambassador or prince or something, and he was interested in me. I realized that's why the girls were so snippity with me eariler. I saw Josh scowl over at my shoulder and I realized that the girls were watching us. He smiled down at me and began telling me stories about the house. I forgot all about the fact that I was in running clothes and my hair was horrible, probably.
We went out on the large lunai that was at the back of the house. It seemed that several were gathered there. And then I heard one of the tall bodyguard type men scream "hit the deck." Then, like a shot, one of the men was pulling me down onto the floor of the deck. Josh screamed my name. And then I saw one of the cars lining the driveway blow up.
When I turned to look at the man who had pulled me down--no surprise-- I realized it was Kyle. He smiled impishly at me and then helped me up. It was then that I marched straight towards the cars. All my clothes were in there!
Kyle tried to talk me out of it--physically restrained me at one point-- but I was stubborn. So he followed me. Josh had ordered Kyle to. And he watched while I opened the car trunk that had my bag packed. At that point a cat came and bit the heck out of my hand. It HELD ONTO my hand. I screamed and Kyle balked. And he turned into Edward--the vampire of Twilight--and his eyes were black holes. I recognized the look, because it was the look that vampires get in my imagination when human blood is exposed to them.
Josh had heard my scream and came running. Edward/Kyle backed off and then Josh led me into the house and treated my hand. While I was sitting on the bathroom counter watching Josh deftly wrap gauze around my wound I started to wake up. The last thing I remember is him lifting the gauze covered hand up to his lips and smiling at me.
For some reason, the girls in the group started having attitude with me. They were mocking me and they were upset with me for some unknown reason. Well, unknown until later on in the dream.
I remember placing my notebook into a cubby hole--that was a very vivid scene-- and went to other parts of the house. My professor reminded me that we were in someone elses house and to be respectful. As if I wouldn't be. But as I passed through the house I was stopped by two tall men. They asked me who I was and why I was in the house. Apparently, my group was supposed to stay towards that one part of the house, but when I said my name, I was treated with cautious respect and led to the inner salons of the house.
It was then that I saw him: Josh, of course. And he was the reason there were two mammoth men questioning me. He was some sort of ambassador or prince or something, and he was interested in me. I realized that's why the girls were so snippity with me eariler. I saw Josh scowl over at my shoulder and I realized that the girls were watching us. He smiled down at me and began telling me stories about the house. I forgot all about the fact that I was in running clothes and my hair was horrible, probably.
We went out on the large lunai that was at the back of the house. It seemed that several were gathered there. And then I heard one of the tall bodyguard type men scream "hit the deck." Then, like a shot, one of the men was pulling me down onto the floor of the deck. Josh screamed my name. And then I saw one of the cars lining the driveway blow up.
When I turned to look at the man who had pulled me down--no surprise-- I realized it was Kyle. He smiled impishly at me and then helped me up. It was then that I marched straight towards the cars. All my clothes were in there!
Kyle tried to talk me out of it--physically restrained me at one point-- but I was stubborn. So he followed me. Josh had ordered Kyle to. And he watched while I opened the car trunk that had my bag packed. At that point a cat came and bit the heck out of my hand. It HELD ONTO my hand. I screamed and Kyle balked. And he turned into Edward--the vampire of Twilight--and his eyes were black holes. I recognized the look, because it was the look that vampires get in my imagination when human blood is exposed to them.
Josh had heard my scream and came running. Edward/Kyle backed off and then Josh led me into the house and treated my hand. While I was sitting on the bathroom counter watching Josh deftly wrap gauze around my wound I started to wake up. The last thing I remember is him lifting the gauze covered hand up to his lips and smiling at me.