Kaizer

I am walking down the halls of my high school with C******. She reaches out and holds my hand and we continue walking down the halls. Unfortunately, they are crowded with freshman so we have to split up momentarily. I mention to C****** that once this becomes a lucid dream I will just be able to will the freshmen to spread apart. We get to a table where all the freshmen are registering. We're not registering though, we're applying for jobs doing research. Without talking to the lady at the table, she guesses what we're there for.
"You're in luck," she says. She tells us to meet Jim inside the office.
"Just enter and exit with a high-five." She says Jim was just about to go on lunch break. We go inside and meet Jim, he gives us the proper paperwork and we start filling it out. I start to write my name with an E, but cross it out. Then I realize that I crossed out the entire first name line. I write my last name, but the handwriting is messy and looks like a kinder-gardener's handwriting. I write my first name over the line that I crossed out. The next line is for the date I was accepted into the school. I ask Jim what day that was and C****** answers "7/**/2003". The next part of the form says to describe what I am going to do for research. It lists examples of research projects. The two that I can recall are fungus growth in sugar water and the psychological effect of pornography. I am about to start writing about my research project, but Jim comes back and asks for the form. I hand it to him, and realize that the last page is missing. I search for it among the papers on the table but I can't find it. I ask the woman who was registering the freshmen if she had seen it and she looks briefly before picking up a small envelope. It is from an orphan boy that she was taking care of. Inside is a note that simply says: "Thank you Mrs. V." I see a space shuttle about to launch. In the cockpit window, the orphan boy is visible, along with several other teens. Right before the shuttle takes off, I wake up.