Girl Crush

Date: 6/28/2016

I can't actually remember the first half, so it starts in the middle of things. I'm in school, but it's more like a hotel than anything as there are rooms for everybody where they can get dressed and keep their stuff. I'm changing out of my clothes when I hear my mom's voice introducing herself. Immediately, I walk out of my room, down a shirt hallway into what would be the lobby of a hotel or in this case the classroom. I'm in a bra and underwear but that's not what I'm thinking about because this visit is totally out of the blue. When I ask my mom if she's taking me anywhere, she says that she's here for my friend Jenna. I complain a little, whiny because I want to leave, but instead, my mom is only taking my friend, who isn't really much of a friend just somebody I talk to when I have no one else. Everybody is staring at me, probably partly because I'm not a very outspoken person but mainly because I'm almost naked. Eventually, my mom tells me that I need to apologize to Jenna and that Jenna needs to tell her something. I'm angry now, so I yell at my mom and say fuck you before storming off. After I leave I can't believe I did that all in front of my class and my teacher. There's a scene skip. It goes from me being in my room at school to being somewhere unidentifiable with my mom. I ask her what Jenna had to say, and this is what she says: Jenna told her that I had a crush on my friend Hannah. I'm a little confused because I don't even talk to Hannah anymore and I definitely don't have a crush on her. Also why would Jenna tell her that out of the blue? What was the point? I'm a little annoyed that she basically outted me even though I never told her I wasn't straight. But the main issue I seem to have is that she said I had a crush on Hannah. I spend quite some time trying to convince my mom that I do not, in fact, have a crush on her. It's kind of a blur but I basically kept reiterating that I don't talk to her anymore, haven't in a while, and definitely don't have feelings for her. The next thing I know I'm going to sit at the lunch table where I always sat with Jenna and another friend. It was originally just us, but now it's packed. I had only missed a few days, so I'm confused but I ignore it, sit down, and glare at Jenna. She's acting like a totally different person, all smirks and sharp, pointed looks. Her general posture is different, too, but I can't begin to describe exactly her. The exchange is similar to the one with my mom. I ask her why she told my mom that and insist it isn't true, but she just laughs it off, so I get fucking pissed and I hit her, slap her, punch her, anything I can while reaching over the other friend. Everyone fades away and it's just me and her and now we're full on fighting. Before anything more can happen, I wake up, extremely puzzled. I'm not sure if this is supposed to represent a fear of coming out or not. All I know is that dreams are fucking weird.