Help me with this one

My dream last night:

In my dream I come to the realization that I am on a mission. My dream self knows the mission, but I am not aware of it yet. I discover via phone, that I am to be aided by an incredibly beautiful and sweet girl my age, who lives in France, with dark hair. She speaks accented English. I go to pick her up at the airport, and my stepmother Jerry is there, and she makes me withdraw money from my checking account on an atm machine. I pick up the girl at the airport.

Then, in the dream I know a lot of stuff happened to my dream self and the girl, in a sense that we bonded, and I only vaguely recall it, so I probably knew it happened in the dream, but I was placed in a time after it happened. All I know is that we were a lot closer, and have unspoken feelings of love for one another. It is night time in the dream, and I am at my room at my mother’s house, however the room is different then in reality. The bed was larger, as was the whole room, and the bed’s syntax was different, because the head board of the bed was facing the window. Also the moon was flowing in the room illuminating it like it never has in reality. The girl is in my bed, next to me sleeping, and I reach over and embrace her, and she embraces me. Strangely though, there is an attractive girl with nice legs and blonde hair next me on the other side, and I am somehow embracing her, but I am not really paying attention to her, as I care more about the dark haired French girl. My dream told me though, that the blonde was somehow my mother, although her appearance was completely different.

Next, me and the French girl are traveling across murky waters. The sky is ominous and we are enclosed in a high-tech rounded ship. The waters are known to be dangerous be we continue to travel outward in them. My dream-self had traveled these waters before, and I tell the girl that, so her fears are alleviated. However we are going farther than I have ever been, even though I tell her that I had done this before. The ship is being moved across the water faster than before and it is almost out of our control, but I know that this needs to happen somehow. All of a sudden, a giant, rounded, rust colored, tentacled, sea monster starts chasing us. I realize that this was the mission that I was picked to accomplish, so I am not really scared. All of a sudden our ship is gone and we are swimming in the waters ourselves trying to escape. I am making sure that the girl is safe from it, and I keep throwing shirts of mine at the creature, which it eats causing it to be distracted. We arrive at a dock, and I help her get out of the water, then proceed to get out myself. We have successfully completed the mission and we leave.

Next, the dream cuts to me being in school. The girl is not with me, and I am upstairs near my junior year locker. Tim Pacella and Jeff Santoleri are present, and I don’t know what was going on, but I do know that my dream self felt victimized. Then I go down to an assembly somewhere in school that doesn’t exist. The girl is on stage with other people, and they are being commemorated for their help in my mission. I push my way through the organized lines of people to see her, and I come into conflict with a few people, but they back down. I still cannot get close enough to actually have her see me though. Then, I am walking down the school’s first floor, and it is completely the same as it is in reality. I walk into the office, and see some people. I can not recall who most of them were, but I do know I saw Mr. Miczkoweski and Mr. Gallagher. They are to figures who represent discipline and authority in our school. I pass by them, and they are not mad at me however. I keep walking down the hallway, and I see the girl. She waves to me and I run to her. I pass Tim P. and his friends, on the way, so I try to look cool with her. She gives me her number and aim sn in France, because she is returning to her home country, with her father. I accept them, but I am keeping a distance from her, for some reason, because I wanna seem cool to Tim. P and co. However, I give this up, move next to her, and put my arm around her waist, and talk to her.

At this point, my dream was interrupted by me sort of awaking, to go to the bathroom. However the strange part of this was, when I returned, I collapsed back into bed, and found myself in the same dream. I was in the same place as before, but in the middle of the hallway was a big tree, and in a gap in the tree, I saw a black tape recorder. I hit play, and I hear her voice. At this point the dream starts becoming rushed. Her voice is playing on the recorder, and she is crying on it. Before I can finish listening to the message on the recorder, she appears from behind the tree, crying. She finishes the message on the recorder in person, saying that her father is keeping her back in Paris, and that she can never see me again. She says she was supposed to go now, but she wanted to see me again. I tell her not to worry, and that I have her number, and I love her, and I will see her again and keep in touch no matter what. Then as my sleep starts melting away, the last thing I dreamt was me calling her and talking to her on the phone and we were happy.

There are parts in the dream that I didn’t actually dream, or that if I did, I don’t recall them. Like, I vaguely remember me laughing with the girl with a cell phone in my hand, flirting. Also in the dream, it seemed like we were together more than we were. And also, even though it seems like she didn’t aide me that much on my mission, in my dream, my dream-self knew she did, and that he acknowledged her as like a beacon to follow, or something.

I woke up with a feeling of passion, and longing like I needed her and she didn’t exist. I felt quite shaken.