Rainy Bus

Date: 6/21/2018

I was back at my old high school working on a project in the cafeteria. I was walking through the doors with two friends I don’t talk to anymore. The guidance counselor was walking behind us because she was going to the cafeteria too. Inside, it was filled with people from my elementary school I haven’t talked to or seen in years. My project was to have a fake wedding and the dream skipped to me at a mall with some of the people from my elementary school. We were shopping for dresses and shoes to wear for the project. It skipped again to me getting on a school bus that would take me and 3 of my old friends home. The bus driver was an elderly man I’ve never seen before irl and he was really nice to me. He asked me how I’ve been and smiled when he said this: “We haven’t seen you in a long while.” Two of my friends sat in the right front seat and I sat behind them next to a kid with a greasy black bowlcut. I didn't know him. One of my friends sat in the far back. It was dark outside and raining hard. We got a street away from my house and I told the bus driver it was okay to let me off here, the hill my house is on is steep and narrow and he wouldn't have anywhere to turn around. He handed me a small rose with no stem before I stepped off the bus. Suddenly the guidance counselor from before was sitting in the front seat next to my two friends and she told me this is a shady neighborhood and to be careful. (Irl that is untrue. I live in a quiet suburb.) I tried to get my friend who was sitting in the back of the bus to come with me but she said she couldn't. Right before stepping off the bus I woke up.