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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.

this one starts out in this room, it has this panel im looking at. theres some sort of contraption with a bomb in it in the next room. its really hard to describe. anyway, i hit a button, and it turns off, i think it was mine. i leave, and go down this hallway, it gets a little fuzzy here, i think i talk to someone, and i start running for the door ahead of me. i almost run right into an old teacher of mine, i side step past him, and he says something like "nice side dodge" or something like that and runs past me. i'm then inside a diner of sorts, i get called over by this old man, i don't remember looking at him. i was tying my shoe or something. anyway, the old man was lecturing me on running near other people, saying i almost hurt this old woman. i say "ok ill be safe" or something like that and leave. i then go sit down next to two people i think i know from school. there was a lot of people from school in this dream. the people next to me were dudes, i never looked at them, but i think they were pretending to be gay or something, i don't know why. anyway, then i move tables, and a friend walks in and sits at a chair near mine. she's about to ask me something so i get my cell phone out, predetermining her question. but she doesn't want the cell phone, she wants my shoes lol. she says something like "lemme see those beautiful shoes...." i look at my shoes, similar to real life, they were my outside shoes, all grass stained and dirty. thats all i remember though.

Locaiton: A Diner



I was already lucid, walking down an alley way on the side of a diner. I entered the building from the side door to an old 50s diner with the shiny chrome bar and tables. I noticed some people standing at opposite sides of the room with paintball guns in their hands. They were staring at each other as if it was a stand off in the old west. There were four peopl on the left side and six people on ther right side. I noticed a few of my friends in the group. They drew their guns and starting shooting. Once one of the people got shot, they disappeared from sight

After th confusion had ended, there were two people left on the left side, an all six people were still there on the right side. The people on the left aimed at me but decided not to shoot. Somebody form the right side asked me if I wanted to sit down, but i said no, and they all sat down at this little table that was only supposed to sit 2 people. One of my friends fired at me and caught me offguard, and hit me right in my chest. However, without knowing it, I reversed time back to right as he shot it and caught the paintball in mid-air by stopping time, something I had never done before but found very cool

A couple of my friends were staring like, "wow, damn he's fast," which was when I noticed one of the kids who went to my school, but i was not very fond of. He was turned around for some reason and I couldn't tell if he was talking to somebody or not. I threw the paintball at his head and hit him right in the back of it. While I was throwing it, my friend who had caght me offguard had shot me twice, once in the chest and once right under my left eye. Ouch. It didn't hurt at all though, just felt like somebody had poked my in my cheek.

Then, another one of my friends started laughing at me for some reason. I asked him what's so funny, and he said, "Hehe, Ricky, you got a cut right below your eye. I touch where the paintball had hit me and, sure enough, there was some blood there. Right as I noticed the blood I either lost lucidity or woke up.

(There was more before and possibly after I became lucid but I could not remember it no matter how hard I tried)