Losing my phone/wrong bus and the cops

Date: 10/6/2020

I'm in an inside outside area. There's a huge, tall roof, but all the area induce is grass, hills, stand, rocks, and forest. I meet several people I know here. There classmates like Kevin and Manuel is there. Going over the hills, I toss my phone in every direction hoping to lose it, but not that much. I slide down rocks and sand with the younger brother of a friend and desperately want to take a shower. This place turns out to be inside an industrial building and it's got steel bars by the roof. I find my way out to walkways, escalators, and an after school group. As I'm getting there, I pass the long table with the people I know. I go to greet them and trip on Kevin and awkwardly kiss Manu as he leans backwards, trying to prolong the kiss. I ask him not to do this as it's making it uncomfortable and awkward for the other people. I feel kind of embarrassed saying it in front of people as if they'll think I'm rude to him or don't like him. I eventually leave. My phone is on the side of the walkway, obviously busted from me throwing it. I pick it up and keep walking with my friend's brother. The screen is more cracked than ever but it still works. We make our way to some round tables like my highschool lunch room where people sit waiting to go home. A kid sits across from me trying to repair his phone and makes jokes I desperately want him to know I get about repair parts trying to rip you off. I eventually get to my street in Montevideo. Now that I'm here, I know the cops will be looking for me to frame me for drugs. I'm wearing reflective blue work pants like the blue collar workers here. There's a German Shepard with legs that don't work scooting down from agraciada on its butt to me. I don't want to see it. There's another something coming up from the bottom which I want to avoid. I see the cops coming and go to take my bus, which is electric. The cops seem cool but I want to get away and on that bus. Mine stops on my street but one of them says that my bus is already leaving. I run to agraciada as fast as I can, a few people getting on last minute and me barely making it. The driver is older and has short great hair and a beard. I can't find my bus pass so I give him 50p which he doesn't make change for. I look to the back to see if maybe it's because the other guy takes the cash but it's not so. The old guy walks to the back of the bus now that it's in motion and set on path. It's not going towards Dover but Ironia. I'm on the wrong bus. I do know people here though. I talk with the driver about the buildings that used to be here. A mom and her mostly grown daughter sit on a grassy hill in their yard. The driver and I reminisce about a round stone building with a thatch roof that used to be here. He doesn't speak perfect English but he gets it. I ask my friend who's driving home if she can take me if I give her a couple bucks. She's clearly inconvenienced but I know it's not the end of the world, just a way for me to get home. The bus driver assures me I'll get there.