Was in highschool again. The school was a mix Niagara Falls High and LaSalle High. Masses of students were filing down the stairs, headed for the bomb shelter. I heard one of them mention that we had to hurry and get to the volcano in the basement.
I stopped on the stairs and thought, 'that's stupid...a volcano in the basement', and I think I was on the verge realizing that I was dreaming but some kid pushed me from behind. I stumbled down the stairs, nearly tripping and getting trampled.
I caught sight of the one who pushed me. It was a tall red headed guy. I stalked him through the crowd until finally catching up. I shoved him from behind, he turned to say something and I backhanded the glasses right off his face. I think he was in shock or something, because he did nothing when I kicked him in gut. He just tipped over and I started stomping the crap out of him, Goodfella's style.
Afterward i went back upstairs. Was incredibly thirsty. Went to get a drink from a water fountian and had to wait in line. When I finally got to drink, the water was awful. It tasted coppery. I turned and spat it onto the floor. Suddenly a guy grabbed my hand and pulled me away down the hallway. He lead me to what was his locker and rumaged around inside of it. He pulled out a bottle of water and handed it to me. I accepted it, guzzled about half of it away then handed it back.
I thanked the guy and though I was sure I'd never met him before, he seemed vaguely familiar. I asked if I knew him. He told me his name was Ezekiel. I laughed and told him I don't know anyone by that name. He informed me that I did...and he pronounced each syllable of his name slowly.
I repeated the name aloud and I suddenly remembered that I'd read a dream journal by someone named Ezekiel. It dawned on me then..."I'm dreaming." I said with a big stupid grin.
I turned to inspect the scenery then turned back to the guy but he was gone. I then forgot that I was dreaming and even forgot the guys name but went to look for him. Out of nowhere the principal literally pulled me aside and dragged me into her office. She blabbered on and on about how I didn't belong at that school, that I was living in the wrong district and should be attending somewhere else. (the encounter with the principal was a re enactment of something that had happened irl) I was left to sit in the office until my mother came to retrieve me.
***Niagara Falls... I've planning to go there for the New Years eve celebration.
***the Goodfellas type stomping happened, I think, because I saw a sig that showed a scene from that movie
***the Ezekiel thing...probably because his was the last dream journal I read before going to bed.