Happy in a Bad Atmosphere...with my Favorite Singer!

Alright then. I was always curious of other people's opinions about this particular dream I had a while back. Unfortunately, since its not as fresh as recent dreams, I remember less about it but I remember most of it pretty well. I'll try to be as detailed as possible. By the way, I believe I was 14 when I had this dream. Here goes:

Me and a bunch of my old middle-school classmates are in my old middle-school building. The teachers decide to keep us there for a little while longer because a huge storm is coming. Sure enough, I look out of a window and the sky is charcoal black and lightening/thunder start up, along with rain. The building we're in shifts from the school to a wooden warehouse-like structure. Everyone is settling in to wait out the storm. (Inside the warehouse is basically one big room. It's also pretty dim, to match the storm going on outside. It looks kind of like the wooden farmhouse from Twister.) While the storm rages on outside, everyone decides to have a sort of a dance party. At this point, I'm not feeling much of anything. Even though I was there and could do stuff, it felt more like I was an observer. Now in comes a new character. The 13-year-old version of my favorite singer, who's name is Bill, is here as well. (He's a common DC for me XD But you should know that he is lanky, has black spikey hair and wears eyeliner, so naturally he draws a lot of attention.) As everyone dances and has a good time, he dances alone in his own unique, rockin' style. But all of my classmates are glaring and sneering at him. They really seemed to hate him and they treated him like crap, tossing out rude comments and snide remarks. For the first time in the dream, he starts to look sad and lonely. This is where I step in.

I walk over and partake in his crazy dancing alongside him. Once he saw me, his eyes lit up like the night sky on the 4th of July. Of course everyone else didn't like me being nice to him. Either way, after dancing for a bit, we drift off. Then I noticed my rude classmates bothering him. (Not sure what happened right then but somehow it comes to him trying to fist-bump with someone. Don't ask...) Seeing that no one would return his friendly gesture, I walk over to him and, in defiance of the ignorant crowd, proudly hold out my fist to him. Once again, he smiled a huge, boyish smile and (attempted to) bump my fist. Somehow we both miss so we try again. And again. And somehow we just keep missing each others fists. So we look up at each other and start laughing at our own lack of coordination. (A bit random, but it was here that I noticed I was a bit taller than him.) Then we both reached up with our other hands, grabbed each others respective fists, and hit our knuckles together manually, laughing all the while. It was right then that I started ignoring the vibes of hate coming from my classmates and I noticed that I became really happy all of a sudden. I just felt the need to smile and laugh and joke; I was no longer in observer-mode.

For the remainder of the dream, Bill and I hung out and talked, receiving the worst of looks and comments from the other kids, but we didn't care. Someone decided to play a movie for the remainder of the storm. Everyone jumped on the couches (which suddenly appeared there) taking up all the space so me and Bill were the only two stuck on the hard floor. We just continued on joking around and punching each other in the arm. I remember I had a blanket which he playfully snagged from me (like a friend playfully grabs something out of your hands) and so I practically had to wrestle it out of his hands to get it back. The entire time, we just kept laughing like good friends even though we just met and I felt so happy; it was indescribably amazing to be that content, despite the scary raging storm outside.

I really wish I was lucid in this dream; I could have flipped the bird in some very deserving faces -_-

* Some things I should point out:
1. I'm a pretty solitary person and I don't get involved in bad situations unless its absolutely necessary, which probably explains my initial observer-like state.
2. In the dream, my mind was sort of older than my body. My mindset was above and beyond, like everyone around me was younger than I was.
3. Some of the rude classmates are friends of mine in real life. In the dream, they were pretty out-of-character.
4. (And this is pretty important) The way everyone was treating Bill was very familiar; its the same way my classmates treated (and still treat) me. For the same reasons, too. I have an odd style and look different than most people. Also I tend to do my own thing and ignore all the rude comments I get from others. They outcasted me just like they did Bill.

So, what do you guys think? Any interpretations?

Hi there! Before I reply, I need to know if this dream recurres, or if you have had a similar dream lately. Do you still regard yourself as being different to others? Do you still regard yourself as being an outcast? Ray.

Hi!
No, this dream has never recurred. And I don't recall having any like it. (At least none that I remember recently). But yes, I still regard myself to be very different from others. Some of the more...ignorant people I know don't let me forget it. However, I very much enjoy being different.

So do you have any idea of what it could mean, if it does mean anything?

Hi Schlachtveld,
First, let's look at the symbolic interpretation of your dream: The school building is predictive, in that you will achieve something great in life. The storm indicates conflict. The Black clouds indicate an unfavourable situation. Lightning predicts exceptionally good luck after a period of stress and worry. The Thunder represents disapproval from those around you. Dancing is predictive of good times ahead, and that plans you have will succeed. A celebrity is a warning of gossip behind your back and further warns you to be careful who you share your thoughts with.
Based on the above, my interpretation is: You had a crush on someone at the time. That you were conscious of gossip behind your back, and even though you say you enjoy being different, it still bothered you, hence the dream. There is however a clear message that is definintely predictive; your subconscious was letting you know it was ok to be different, and that there are going to be better times ahead for you, and that includes romance. The fact that this dream stuck in your mind all this time, is a clear indication that in spite of your claim to enjoy being different, deep down there is a yearning to be accepted. The fact that you have not had a recurrence of this dream tells me that you are in fact in the process of coming to terms with the fact that some people will never accept you, and that there is nothing wrong with being different. This is a good thing, since being different (as long as it does not affect others adversely), is a mark of who you are - it projects your individuality. I say celebrate your difference, and use it to blaze your way forward in life. Those that have things to say about it, are not that important anyway, or they would have displayed their own individuality instead of following the crowd like a bunch of sheep.
You sound like an extremely intelligent person, and I suggest you continue analyzing your dreams, for they can tell you much. I do however think you need to learn the art yourself, instead of depending on others to do it for you. As such, may I point you to a particular site where you can gain incredible knowledge on this. In the address bar, type in cosmicdreamer.co and enter - you will come to an amazing site, where I suggest you download 'The Book' (for free), and read. You will learn more there than anywhere else I know. Regards, Ray.

Hm...
Thanks for your views; they were certainly interesting. Although I didn't have a crush on anyone :P

I suppose I could give my own interpretation as well? (After all, it does say in the thread description that the one who best interprets your dreams is yourself.)
The storms still spell out conflict for me. That one seemed pretty obvious. What I think is that Bill represented a younger version of myself. He was in the kind of situation I was always with many of the same people. But he had something in the dream that I didn't (and still don't) have: ME. Or, at least what I represented in the dream. I was a friend. And not just a normal acquaintance-type friend, but someone who goes up to someone else and says "Hey. You're really cool and different and special. Don't listen to them. Hang with me?"
I think the dream occurred because I yearned to give to someone else what I never had. (Kinda explains my 'older' personality in the dream, now that I think about it...) So he was me when I needed help but never received it. I wanted to fix a problem that had already happened.

At least, that's what I took from it. The dream actually continued when I walked outside of the building, but it was practically a whole different dream. And a very scary, depressing one at that.