A Dream About The Show American Crime

Date: 7/6/2016

I am at a professional basketball game sitting in the middle of the court planting onion bulbs in a patch of succulents with Taylor Blaine. A reporter comes up to us and starts talking to us. Taylor says to me that I am the only person who wouldn't leave him (his mom, Anne Blaine, clears her throat and sends a look Taylor's way but Taylor doesn't correct himself) and that he loved me. The reporter we are talking to remarks on how perfect we are for each other to which Taylor agrees, saying that he needed me and that I was beautiful and smart. The reporter tells me offhandedly that I could become a (scientist title in the field of astronomy whose name I have forgotten upon waking up.) Later I am again planting onion bulbs outside an office plaza with Taylor Blaine and Taylor's mom. Taylor and I are feeding each other tiny onions and Taylor keeps saying how beautiful and lovely I am. I switch bodies and become Taylor's mom and I leave the garden and I begin to walk down the pathway with a reporter (who is also Steph Sullivan, the coach's wife). Somehow the reporter has found out that someone I claimed was my niece isn't really related to me even though i said she was so that she could come to Taylor's school. I am worried that this woman will reveal the truth and get us kicked out of the Leyland school. --- I am in my own body again and Taylor Blaine and I are walking up a brambly and dusty hill. I ask him if he's okay to do this. He says he's fine as we walk up to a basket ball court on top of the hill. Eric Tanner and Kevin LaCroix are there. Taylor begins to play basketball with them. I am worried that Taylor might have a breakdown from considering that he was playing a game with a person he thought was his talks but he plays okay. Suddenly we hear a girl's loud scream. I know it. belongs to the coach's daughter but because I forgot her name I shout out "Jaytothesee!" (which is the username of a guy on YouTube who posts clean versions of Childish Gambino songs). Taylor Blaine looks at me and soon everyone is shouting "Jaytothesee!" with me and we race down the hill to see what's wrong. The scream had come the house where Taylor had gotten raped on the show. The garage is open and while there's a dusty car there's also a bunch of people drinking from too-bright red solo cups inside the garage and outside of it as well. I grab Taylor Blaine's hand and look up at him hesitantly. I ask him if he's she he wants to go back into the house where he was raped and he admits that he doesn't. I squeeze his hand and me and the rest of my group (Eric and Kevin replaced by Taylor's ex Evy Dominguez and the earmuffs girl from Scream Queens) walk inside the house. The first time we go we do nothing and come back outside the house to see Taylor standing next to this really fat person wearing dark emo clothes with an emo haircut. Taylor Blaine looks mildly phased by this and I wonder if it's because the guy is his rapist. Evy, Earmuffs and I make a return to Taylor's rapist's house to get some more information. Evy looks inside their garage fridge which is mostly beer but also a thawing hunk of pork in a black pot. I ask Evy why she did that and she says that you can tell a lot about a person from what's in their fridge. We walk inside and the fat boy as well as his equally overweight mother and someone else whom I forget. The mom asks us where we are from suspiciously. Earmuffs starts lying and saying that her and I are a lesbian couple "in the least gay way possible" from a house estate called Ogdgby Road (the name which she stole from a sign on their fridge. The mom catches on right away after Earmuffs messed up the pronunciation several times and even changes the estate name on accident. The mom asks us why we are here. We look at each other and then Evy reveals our true intent: that we came to get information on the rape. The mom shrugs and says that if she knew anything she would tell us, but then immediately becomes nervous when we ask to go upstairs to see the boy who had suddenly left and gone upstairs. (I wonder to myself how he got up the steps because every part of his house including the staircase was incredibly narrow and he was much wider than the stairs. Later we are at someone from my group's house, but it looks the same as Taylor's rapist's house. Outside a super Confederate white supremacy anti black and anti gay parade is going on. Me and my group of friends are deciding the best way to break it up because we know they are here on account of Taylor's rape case due to the fact that they don't believe boys can rape boys. When we come up with nothing, a person I can best describe as gangsta Ty Pennington brings out blocks of foam and bubble wrap that make a lot of noise when we hit them and suggests that we get bats and these and make some noise by "busting s*** up". Everyone cheers and as I hold my baseball bag in my hand getting ready to go, i take a moment to relish in the fact that I am drowning in my love for Taylor Blaine and I was willing to do anything for him because we loved each other so much. Then I wake up.