It was my senior year at PRHS and the first day of school. When I glanced down at my class schedule to see where I went next, it said I had P.E. in the gym. I had already met my P.E. requirement, but decided to go anyway and deal with the class change at lunch. I told the intructor that I didn't have my gym clothes and explained my situation. She said that she knows and got a notification from the office earlier. I stayed for the period and talked to Katie, who was on the track team. We sat on the bleachers and talked high school peeves, when I saw Ryan comming from behind the Ag building. He was a lot taller (he is already and I feel like a midget) and his voice sounded...well...different, like the stern and powerful voice of an highly experienced lawyer. When I saw him, I was overwhelmed with a sudden shyness and made a dash for the girl's locker room. Katie caught up to me asked what was going on and I pointed in Ryan's direction. "Oooooh. It's him! Ryan!" she practically screamed. He heard his name and turned around, seeing my cherry-red face. He laughed and headed my direction while Katie said, "He's comming this way. Why don't you end this whole crush ordeal now?" "It's not a crush!" I replied. "Get over it," she exclaimed. "You have a crush on him and here's your chance to confess it." Before I knew it, he was standing right in front of me and he greeted me with, "Hey!" After a while, I managed to stammer out a lame, "hello." Judging by the look on his face, he had overheard the conversation between Katie and I and was waiting for the confession. Both he and Katie stood there waiting for me to say something, but I when I managed to say, "Umm...I-I...," I woke up.
Hmm...now this dream has me thinking: Is all this nonsense with him a crush, another infatuation, or something else that I have the slightest clue of what it could possibly be?