In the first, myself and three other guys are planning to bring fake guns to school and scare the crap out of a lot of people. We meet at my locker, which is in the building across from the main building of the school. We walk over to the main building, but halfway there realize we forgot the guns and so we go back. We again walk to the main building and go in through the front door. The main office is right on your left when you go in and so the one guy Nick knocks on the closed door. The door opens, Nick levels the gun, and fires. There are screams. I'm behind the other guys against the left wall, so I can't see anything that's happening. I'm appalled because I didn't think we were actually going to kill anyone. Nick then says "I have always wanted to do that!" - or at least words to that effect. Nick walks into the office and hauls out this guy Dom who's pale as a sheet but completely unhurt - he even winked at me.
At this point the whole thing seems to come apart. Mrs. Smith (not her real name, but you understand.) gets Nick and the other guys and hauls them down the hall towards the cafeteria. I follow, but the guys have disappeared and Mrs. Smith is still walking. I follow her into room seven, which is at the end of the hall, and sit down in the row farthest from the door, three seats back. I'm confused because Mrs. Smith doesn't seem to see me. I sit quietly and wait. The room is 3/4 full of seniors, with 1/3 of them fairly hot girls. Everyone is in normal clothes, which is strange. (This is unusual because the school is an all-boys high school. We have uniforms with suit coats and ties, but this is apparently not the case in my dream.) They all start the scantron tests which were sitting on their desks. Mrs. Smith is off to the opposite side of the room and not saying anything. I'm sitting behind a good-looking girl with straight, black, shoulder length hair.
I sit there silently for maybe 40-45 minutes before a senior who I was sort of friends with named Dave comes in. He sits down in the seat next to me one row over. After the current period ended, there would be two more periods left until the day ended. My plan, after Mrs. Smith didn't see me, was to stay in room seven until the day ended. When Dave came in however, one or two other unknown guys came in too. Mrs. Smith yells at "us" to get out because they're taking a test. I think she means me as well, so I get up and go to my history class. It's blurry up until close to the end. Mr. Smith (again, not his real name) is telling us what to study for our "final test", though we've already finished all our finals. Someone says "Hey! Wasn't John involved in the shooting?" Mr. Smith just sort of laughs it off that I would be dumb enough to do something like that.
For some reason we're all standing in front of my church on the sidewalk and stairs. Everything is blurry again, then I'm calling Dom (from the school office I think). I say something like, " You're at the dermatologist's right?" He says yes, then we have a good conversation which I don't remember. I finally wake up at 6:00 am.
Note: When we were all walking into the school, I see a brownish cat which is capable of flying like a flying squirrel. (STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!) The cat is attempting to make friends with a reddish-orange cat. Both are male. The red cat hisses, it's fur stands up, and it swats the brown cat on the nose. The brown cat hisses and jumps up and glides a few feet away. I don't know why, but the brown cat is apparently mine though I don't remember it having a name.
Can anyone help me interpret this?
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