non-lucid

I was in my 6th period class just drinking a dr pepper and not really doing any work and then we got released. for some reason I took a different path and walked outside to the front side of the school when I normally walk around the back. I went out a side door and started walking along the front of the school. As I started getting close to the courtyard that is kinda hidden next to the library I heard people in there. I looked in and saw a couple of friends fro the next town over and a friend in one of my classes. They were kicking around a hacky sack and were all skilled much more than they usually are. I had a free 7th period so I decided to join them. We all played for a while and even I was better than normal. I eventually realized that if I stayed there too long playing I would play right through my free period and miss the bus. I mentioned that to one of my friends from the next town and he said he would take me home. We kept kicking and passing the bag, dropping it a few times of course but much less than usual, until I woke up.

I feel like there was more o the dream but I can only remember the bus ride

I was riding on the bus talking to my friend. The conversation soon turned to dreaming, and as he often does, he asked me if I was dreaming.

"My head is foggy and my thoughts aren't very clear, but everything seems stable enough. I may just be tired." Even though I was kinda skeptical I decided to do a reality check because I still felt there was a good chance that I was dreaming. I reached up and pinched my nose and tried to breathe.

"Can you breathe?" my friend asked.

"No," I said as I released my nose and filled my lungs with air.Not satisfied with only a single check, I tried to push my finger through my palm because it was something I had read on Dreamviews. My finger didn't go through and I felt a dull pain in my palm.

"I still feel fuzzy but this seems to be real." I let my head drop against the window and stared out. A large truck pulled p next to the bus and I noticed a small digital clock on the side. I glanced at the clock and then looked away not thinking much about it. I remembered what I read about digital clocks and not being stable and I looked back at it. The numbers seemed to read all 0's and seemed to squiggle a bit. I stared at the clock focusing until it read 8:01. I looked away and then looked back and the time was still the same. I attributed the initial unfocused reading to being tired, because I did feel tired, and I just stopped thinking about dreams.

It was only after my alarm went off at 5:00that I realized that I was in fact dreaming.