non-lucid

My friend K has been going through some rough times with a guy friend of hers (potential boyfriend, they had a 'thing,' to put it in high school terms). The other night, she was telling me about how she was planning on writing him to tell him she wanted to end it all, because recently he's put her through hell. In this dream, she messaged me on Facebook telling me how she was distraught and had sent him the message, then showed me her letter. It was about a paragraph long, and it essentially described how she couldn't go on talking to him because he had hurt her so much. But she said how sorry she was, and how messed up she was over it. She said she was "crying as she wrote it," which isn't something she would've said in real life.

There was a building that was supposed to be a school. An elderly lady ran it, so I suppose she would be considered our teacher. However, it was a bit more like a day care for teenagers. There was a board that looked like a sound board (for those who have ever seen one) and I was using it to run the controls on it. The building morphed into my middle school, and the bell rang, so I grabbed my stuff and walked out to find that I had missed the bus. This was a previous dream sign. My dad picked us up from school in what looked very much like a Ford police cruiser but yellow. He was in front of two other cars, and E and I got into the car and he drove us home. There was going to be a homecoming dance the next day, and I realized I hadn't gotten anything for it but didn't want to worry about it. When we got home, E and I went down to my bedroom. For some reason, it was unfinished, without carpet or even walls - just concrete and a bed, much like a cot found in a prison cell. She looked at me and asked, "Do you want to have sex?" I nodded and agreed, said yes. She told me she wanted to do it in some strange position, where you stood shoulder to shoulder with the person, and I just wondered how that would be managed. I Google image'd examples, and still had no clue how it would work. Suddenly, the police called, and I picked up the phone. They demanded that we take out the screens in the windows, so we took them out and started to go upstairs. On the way, we noticed X's room. He's a guy I had a thing with a few months ago, and his room was in my house for who knows why. For some reason, we started to take out his walls, and pry them open and off the cement and wood. On the side that had been attached to the foundation, they were covered in spider webs, and it was disgusting. Then, we went back down to my room. E and I were ready to get on with the hot lesbian sex, but she suddenly got up and walked to the bathroom. I followed her because I found that I also had to pee. The bathroom, like the rest of the basement, was unfinished - it was cement, and lacked a door. My cat was there (who is dead) and he meowed very loudly, repeatedly. I reached down to pet him, and he purred faintly then followed E into the bathroom. After she walked out, I walked in, and sat on the toilet. I held a towel out in front of me, despite the fact that I was entirely naked and she would be seeing me like that in a few moments anyways. She was getting irritated with me, and telling me to hurry up or we'd never be able to do it. I told her I was going as fast as I could, then got up and flushed the toilet and walked out. My cat was still meowing loudly, so I told her to follow him. He vanished somewhere along the way, but we ended up back in my room. Then, I woke up.