Kansas the Bully

Date: 5/27/2019

So I had a dream that I just woke up from. It wasn’t a typical dream I would have. It started with me making friends with a girl and her inviting me to join her on a field trip. I said sure, and after running to through something away I got on the bus. We sat toward the back with some other friends. Well we enjoyed ourselves and as we got closer I asked where we were going. My friend answered that we were going to a new Nickelodeon theme park to “test the temperature” for a science project. Meaning we got to enjoy the park. Well in the line to jump off this pad into two flavored Oreo mixes (weird I know) I was behind a younger girl who couldn’t have been older than six. Well we made friends, but she threw a tantrum after she missed the Oreos and landed in a consolidation pit with stuffed toys. Well soon after it was my turn. I missed and suddenly the consolidation pit disappeared and I hit hard ground like what’s in a shopping mall. I look up and we’re in an extremely large Target/Mall/Dollar General combination. In some spots it’s huge in others it’s very small. Well previously at the theme park I briefly met a guy named Kansas. Stereotypical white guy in a movie. Brown, flippy and shaggy hair, blue eyes, sweet smile. Just overall attractive. Well he had previously been behind me line with his friends at some point and brushed past me saying “Sorry Sweetheart.” It makes me shiver and nervous in the good sense. Well, back to the weird shop, I see Kansas again with some friends. We’re all rushing to find things we want to buy. On occasion he brushes by or squeezes past me a touches my arm and calls me Sweetheart. Well I find a book I want and it’s only a couple dollars so I figure why not? Well, I head over to the drink section and begin looking when Kansas walks up and is also looking at drinks. He grabs this milk/yogurt concoction and asks if I’d like one. Terrified, I don’t speak and just point at them and make a noise of confusion. He insists on me grabbing a double pack in which they are packaged lid side to lid side. Well we end up on the candy isle and I decide to purchase two boxes of Haribo gummy bears with my own money along with my book. He picks out some candy and disappears telling me to meet up with him. I hurry and look to see if there’s anything else I want. I reach the line and notice it’s kind of long. The people I’m standing behind are a group of guys that looked like Motionless in White and were even listening to their music. Well right as the line moves, Kansas’ friends push toward me, I notice Kansas heading back off towards the food. His friend tells me to “Hurry babe, Kansas needs to get everything before we run out of time.” So I rush to go help him. Now during this entire thing I’ve kept wondering if Kansas and his friends are playing mean joke on me or maybe he actually thinks I’m cute. Well I catch up with him and the store starts shutting off lights. We stick together and find his things before heading back into line. Right as we round a corner toward the other side of the front of the store, a pretty Asian girl in blue comes up and hand Kansas a thin book and tells him she finally decided and thank you so much. He laughs and nods, much to my confusion. Was he buying stuff for everybody? She notices me and smiles. Kansas says he plans on winning some tournament and he know’s she’ll be there to watch him. She blushes and asks how. He laughs and says “It’s not that hard to spot you, you stupid bitch.” I’m horrified and she starts crying and runs off. We go to continue walking, but I stop Kansas and ask him if he was messing with me. His friends are standing by the door looking extremely uncomfortable at this point. He doesn’t answer. As she’s leaving he calls her out for reading “those types of books” (Asian-Orientated media) and for having previously dated a girl. So pretty much outing her to everyone in the school. She’s embarrassed and takes off running back toward the book section. Kansas turns to me and I snatch the book. He’s still holding the drinks. I hit him with my purse violently, swinging with all my might. I curse him out for leading people on only to hurt him. He gets this shocked look on his face and says his parents will get me. I scream that I don’t care who he his and I keep hitting him. Finally I stop and head toward the book section to check on the girl. She’s not there, but there are a handful of other Asian girls. I ask if they know the girl who was talking to Kansas and planning on getting the book. They said she got on the bus. So I hurry to pay for my things and somehow I’m the last one on the bus. I spot the girl in blue and give her the book. Everyone is staring and also stared when I got on the bus. Then I woke up. It honestly felt like I was really there and I really was upset with Kansas who somewhat reminded me of this guy I met this past semester in college. I wonder what it means. More importantly who names their kid Kansas?