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Back in School with Killer Bees...

I was in school at Shoreline with Dan, trying to take some writing/music/art classes. The school was overrun with lots of young gangsters and people who didn't really seem to take school too seriously. The classes were huge as well, so I was just a nerdy student lost in a sea of fools.
I was much older and smarter than just about everyone there, so I wound up being friends with the teachers mostly.
Some of my classes were outside. It was night and cold. The classes were held in tents that were set up on a space that looked and felt like my grandparents' property. We were trying to get comfortable and warm, when it started to rain really hard. The water accumulated quickly and there were no rain-flys on any of the tents. In no time, everything was soaking wet. Everyone was scrambling to find a way to keep the rain out.
Then it was day and the rain had stopped and I was back to being in a normal school day. A younger guy came up and asked me if I knew where he could get some "Cheeba". I wanted to sell him some to make some money, but I didn't have any and I didn't know where Dan was.
We were in a lecture hall and I guess we were taking a break because people were talking and hanging out and eating lunch. I was hanging out with the teacher. Out of the blue, she mentioned a guy who she had formerly taught. She said he was from Alaska and was pretty good looking. I didn't have to ask her who it was to know that she was talking about John E. She complained that sex with him wasn't great because of the huge, unsightly piercing he had on his dick. She mentioned how uncomfortable it was when she was going down on him.
I didn't feel hurt when I heard this, but was more than a little amazed to hear that he had been cheating on me with a teacher.
The "classrooms" were sort of outside and there was a nest of "killer bees" nearby. They were large black hornets with scary mandibles and they had nasty tempers. We had to watch the nest so we knew when a bee would come out so we could keep an eye on it. Every now and again, one would emerge and fly towards us. I was trying to convince people not to panic or risk scaring or hurting the bee, so it wouldn't attack us. But there were too many people. It was nearly impossible to keep from angering the bees. A couple of them landed on me. I panicked and one bit me, and then the other. Its jaws were huge and really sunk in. It didn't hurt in the dream, but I remember realizing that they weren't really killer bees cause I wasn't dead after a couple of bites. I grabbed the bees that were biting me and crushed them as I ripped them out of my skin. They left nasty marks, but didn't hurt so bad. Eventually the bees stopped coming out of the hive. We had killed them all. I wanted to stomp on the hive just to make sure that no more would be in there, but everyone wanted to save it cause it looked so cool.
It may have been the first day of school, because I was still looking for the classes that I wanted to take. I wandered around, looking for the classes that I wanted. I went into a dance/acting class, thinking it would be fun to act - I'd always wanted to learn. The teacher of this class was really intense. He reminded me of my still-life painting class in college, but more of an asshole. He didn't like me at all. I couldn't do anything right. Right off the bat, he called me out on not hanging my coat up properly. Then I wasn't sitting right. Earlier, I had called Dan to tell him where to meet me after class cause my phone was almost dead. I guess it died mid-call because Dan showed up to make sure I was okay. He interrupted me in class and the teacher got even more mad. I felt awful. I just couldn't win with him.
I went back to him after class and started asking questions about what the class was all about. I wanted to make sure that if I was going to be subject to his bad attitude, I was doing it for the right reasons.
He admitted that I was smart and would get a lot from the class. He almost seemed like a different person now. I apologized for stuff earlier, but he seemed more interested in talking with me about my favorite ballroom dance movies. He had Strictly Ballroom in 3-d. We were laughing and jiving about this when a woman, dressed as Marilyn Monroe came in. She was also a student, like myself - a little older and looking for something more from the classes. We all started talking choreography... then the dream let me go.

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