Nov 12, 2008 11:05
I was in a science-type classroom, where you have the tall desks that seat two people throughout the classroom. and it felt like high school, though it felt a little college-esque as well. I'm sitting in the room filled with a bunch of young kids, and I feel like I’m young myself. And this kid sits next to me with dark, curly hair and some presence about him. I notice the other kids whispering as he sits down at my table, and I recognize him sort of. I think "Is that one of the Jonas brothers? I think it is, the middle one." But I can't think of his name. But my mind does a little bit of the celebrity sightings excitement of "OMG it's a celebrity!" but it's not taking over my mind. I play cool and casually ask him questions and chat with him about stuff. During the course of our conversation, some of the kids come up, and one guy gushes a bit as he talked to Nick (I had to look up this morning to figure out which one it was. The middle one, who is 16, of course), and I can tell Nick doesn't want to talk to these people, but isn't hating the attention either. But he's taking solace in me, I believe, liking the fact that I'm treating him like just a regular kid and talking about stuff rather than focusing on the celebrity of it all, and we laugh and joke around. And I begin to feel a bond with the kid in real friendship, and it felt cool. The dream felt like a long one, but it only took place in this classroom. No teacher ever showed up, and it was just us talking. But when I woke up, and even now, I feel like I made a new friend.
Strange. 16 year olds?
But one thing i think this does mean. Spencer, Matt, S. Chris, Hunter, Brett and respective others in Seattle, I want to hang out with you, and i miss hanging out with you guys. I just needed Nick Jonas to kick me to get off my lazy ass.
nick jonas,
dreams