Forgetting My Crush (LONG)

Date: 2/10/2019

I was in my high school at my locker taking out all of my textbooks while telling my former friend that I was taking out all of my textbooks from my locker because I didn’t need them, when another friend came up to me and said hi and asked me if I’ve talked to my high school crush, or if he’s talked to me and I said no and she said she was sorry and gave me a hug. I think she asked me if I wanted to try talking to him now (his locker was close to mine and he was at his locker), and I said no, that he doesn’t want to talk to me or that it won’t work out or something like that. Then she asked me if I had talked to him through texts and I said no, so she said sorry again and told me about the private texting conversation that our whole class was involved in and I said I had not received any notification about it, and that no texts had come through my phone and my friend started to feel even worse for me, but then I said that there was no hope for me and my crush to be together at all because I did not think that he would want me anyways. Then my friend said that she would help me start the process of moving on and forgetting about him, and I started to feel a little better. Then, I was gathering every single textbook in my locker trying to put them in a single tall stack because I was going to throw them all away, but they were so heavy that I couldn’t get them all. The 5 minute warning bell had rung so I picked most of them up, except for 2, and I had all my materials for the next class with me and my friends were walking with me in the hallway to a trash can so I could throw the textbooks away. Before we got to a trash can, my dream took me to the entrance of our next class, which both friends were in as well as my crush. One of my friends was somehow already seated somewhere in the class (I didn’t see them but it was implied that all 3 of us were supposed to be there). All the seats were taken except for 2 in the front and so I sat at one of the desks and one of my friends sat at the desk next to me, and once we were settled in our seats, class began and the techer was trying to set up a movie that we would be watching for class, and as it started playing for a few seconds, my dream ended. The End