Huhwhatsthat

It is the first day of school. I look into the music room to see if it is my first class. I see Nevin inside but I'm still not convinced that it is the band class. As I walk a bit further down the hallway I see Robert getting out a trombone.
"Robert playing an instrument? What the hell?"
"Fuck off."
I start heading back to the music room because I know it is my class, and on the way I meet Maya.
All of a sudden me, her, and some other person are walking down Trajan's road to my house. Maya looks different and has a different personality, but I still know it's her. When we get to my door she doesn't want to go inside. The other person heads up into my room. I convince her to come inside and then I sit down with my parents to eat dinner (something with pre-grated cheese on it). Maya is acting really strange and goes behind the counter and stands behind my mom while we talk and eat.
There is a volunteer night for sailing but everybody's invited, so me and Maya head down to the basement to pick out some alcohol. We find some Jack Daniel's on the shelf but I notice that there is ice in it. I realize that it must be my father's. Instead we find some hard liquor in a turquoise bottle that is olive flavored and for some reason that sounds like the perfect thing to bring, plus nobody will likely notice that it's gone.
The party is on the same strip of the harbor that the Thunderchild docks at, but there is a bungalow on the water there.

Me and a bunch of other teens (only a few I know) board a coach bus to go to school, which in this case is a diner in the middle of the country. I notice a douche-looking guy at the back, and I feel that I know him and that we have a rivalry. I remember being in the second floor of my school, but then being back in the diner.
That night me, another guy and another chick go to the baseball diamond nearby, where we spot a fat nerd passed out in the bushes, and we are afraid that he is awake and watching us. The baseball diamond transforms into my room, where we are all partying. We are all pretty drunk, and I see Kyra who looks incredibly sexy making out with some short guy. Ali C also comes up and starts hitting on me, but I just ignore her. I am socializing with all of the girls mostly because they are all really good friends. I ask Kenzie, "Remember when we used to be best friends?" She just looks at me strangely because we never really were good friends, and I know it's just the dream talking.
The next day is really short, and I only remember seeing someone run out of the diner from an overhead view.
On the last day, the douche guy is glaring at me on the bus ride to the diner. I get up and start to walk down the aisle. On my way I kiss a raven-haired girl on the back of her neck as if I am a lover going to his final fight. At the back, I grab onto a pole like they have in subways and start talking to the guy, trying to make peace with him. He argues that he wants to fight me because I'm in love with his girlfriends, and I know it's true. The scene then cuts out to a golf tournament in the diner's backyard. A middle aged fat black man is awarded a new set of clubs for "Best Homemade Golfing" (This made me lmfao after the dream.). He had difficulty shoving them in the trunk of his sports car convertable, and then discussed whether the top should be up or down with two blonde milfs in the car. Even though it was cloudy, they chose top down, and I sort of agreed with their decision.
It started to feel like the last day of a vacation with people you met who you would never see again. I went through the diner and opened up the door in the back of the kitchen to where three guys were sleeping. I felt really bad about waking them up, because they were trying WILD and had their alarms set to 10:30a.m. I told them that everyone was leaving, and they seemed like they wanted to go too, but they were too tired at the moment. I went back to the entrance of the kitchen and asked Kenzie if she had seen Bri around. She said, "The only people left are us and the girls from the Rusty Boot." She pointed at three girls (one was Natasha) sitting on stools at the bar who all looked really haggard. I remembered that the Rusty Boot was another diner near this one, and that they were the owners of it. I felt really bad that Bri had already left, as we were best friends.