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“Lose your books? Stupid girl.”

I am at a college art class. [The classroom is Mrs. Lishtivitz’s classroom]. I am having trouble understanding the lesson the female teacher is trying to teach.
The lesson involves cutting chunks of cheese from largest to smallest, and I plain do not understand it. I prefer to do my own doodles instead. When the teacher walks by, though, I hide my doodles and act like I am cutting the cheese or reading the instruction sheet. My cheese looks awful compared to my friend’s. She sits on my right.
Finally that class is over and we gather up our books- putting them into white netted bags that we are required to use to carry our belongings. I go alone to the basement for lunch into a dingy wet cave-like room. I sit on a boulder in the center of the room and look through my whole set of Harry Potter books that I haven’t read yet. I only have five out of the twenty minutes of our lunch hour to read because it takes me so long to get here.
I find a mysterious key in one of the books, and decide to hide it in the rotting wooden floorboard near the door. I tell my guy friend, who is Harry Potter, about what I found and give him the first book very secretively.
I leave the basement and go into the hall. I realize I didn’t have my white bag full of books, including my schedule. I have no idea where to go next without that schedule. I see my friend, who is now Mary, and ask her if she’s seen my bag. She looks in hers and pulls mine out of it, but unfortunately all it has inside is my sleep shorts and gym clothes.
We split ways, and I continue down the curved freshman hall looking for my books under chairs and on top of lockers. A guy a class older than me with dark skin asks me, “Are you a daughter?”
“Yeah,” I reply to his seemingly obvious question and continue walking. He and a girl that is with him continue down the hall past me. I end up at stopped short at the stairs.
“Lose your books? Stupid girl,” a popular, particularly cruel girl says and her friends laugh. She trips me, but I do my best to just ignore her.
There is a door which went across the hall, and the guy who asked if I was a daughter and his friend close it and lock it just in front of me. They had me, a few other people including the cruel popular girl, Jocelyn, and Mae cut off. They apparently needed the door closed for their experiment.
I feel awful for not being able to find my books, nor remember where to go. I am dreading going to the office to explain, so I go ahead and go along with this experiment instead.
The bell rings and we all sit on a bench near a tall staircase lined with glass that leads to the second floor. You can see the upper floor through the large pains of glass. I try to find a place to sit, but there’s no place left for me. Once a teacher passes by, we all stand and start going up the stairs- abandoning the experiment in fear of the trouble that we’d be in for not being in class.
The popular girl says something to Jocelyn, Jocelyn round-house kicks her in the face! I thank both Jocelyn and Mae for doing what I wanted to do but could not. The popular girl was unconscious now though, and we knew we were going to be in deep trouble. We all hurry upstairs, leaving the popular girl at the bottom face down where she landed. We sit on chairs by the hall again when a teacher passes by. I still don’t have a chair, so I sit on the end table next to a guy.
The next day I ride my bike to school down a winding, wet, dirt road. I am in my car suddenly when I pass a house that has a fushigi as a lawn ornament. I circle around the house, driving over their bushes on accident while thinking about stealing their fushigi.
In the end I decide against the theft and continue toward school. I’m on my bike again. I am near the end of the wet rainy road when I suddenly sink into a gravel pit. The gravel swallowed my bike and pulled me in too. I manage to stand, and tug my bike out. I’m completely drenched. I walk my bike inside through the parking lot doors, where the popular girl laughs at me for being soaked. I look around for a place to lock up my bike, and see Gary sitting on a bike rack talking to his friend. I walk over to it. Gary teases me, and I pinch his ear to get him to move out of my way. I park my bike on the white-barred wall hanging rack, which holds one of the wheels off the ground. I realized I didn’t have a chain to lock it up, and try to decide whether to just leave it and risk the chance of someone taking it, or take it back outside and run the risk of being late to class. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of August 11th, 2012 (2 of 2)
Real-life characters: Harry Potter (Harry Potter), Mary, Jocelyn, Mae, Gary.
Dream-created characters: Art teacher, friend in art class, guy who asks me if I’m a daughter, that guy’s lady friend, popular girl, teachers, guy that I sit next to, Gary’s friend.
Real-life places: Mrs. Lishtivitz’s classroom, freshman hall, upstairs hall, parking lot doors, inside the parking lot doors.
Dream-created places: Basement cave room, glass staircase, dirt road, lawn, bike racks.
Different than real life: Mrs. Lishtivitz’s classroom was Algebrah not art, Mrs. Lishtivitz’s classroom is not used for college classes as far as I know, I’ve never had to do an art project involving cheese, I don’t believe I had ever eaten lunch in the basement in high school, the basement wasn’t cave-like in high school, I never hid anything under floorboards, never found a key in a book, me and Mary don’t speak to each other anymore, I haven’t been back to the high school since I graduated in 2011, I never really spoke to Jocelyn and Mae other than a few brief words maybe, I haven’t seen Jocelyn nor Mae since graduation, never road my bike to high school, never considered stealing lawn ornaments.
Reoccurring: no.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.

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