Dance Teacher Nightmare

Riley's Dream

I wake up, staring at the pitch black ceiling. My clock says 6:01 am. I slowly mope out of bed and turn on my lights. I walk unsteadily to my closet and turn the cold, metal knob. The bright lights force me to squint until my eyes adjust.

"It's Friday." I mumble to myself.

I turn to face the drawer where I keep my shirts. I pull one out. Then I grab some leggings, socks, and my converse. I look in the mirror and right away, I notice a terrifying mistake. All of the clothes I'm wearing have ms Jewel's face on them! I change my clothes when I realize that those clothes I changed into have her face on them too! I paw through the drawer until I see every shirt, contaminated with her face. I grab a jacket, even though it's 71 degrees outside and it will warm up. I sigh out of relief and walk to my bathroom.

I wash my face, put on makeup, brush my teeth and hair, and I put in my earrings. Walking out of the bathroom, I didn't notice something VERY important.

I walk downstairs and my mom laughs at me but she doesn't tell me why. I eat my breakfast and walk out to the car. We drive to school and my mom still doesn't tell me why she was laughing. I get out of the car when I have a feeling someone is talking about me behind my back. Sure enough, I look back over my shoulder and there are 2 eighth grade boys laughing at me. I think nothing of it and walk through the big double doors. I go to where my friends and I wait for class.

"Do I look weird or something?" I ask.

"Yah. I'm happy you finally see what I see when I look at your face!" Lindsey replies, half-joking.

"Seriously. 2 eighth grade boys were just laughing at my clothes." I clarify.

The bell rings and I walk into class. I see some guys looking at me and whispering. I know they're whispering about me. I ignore them until EVERYONE in class is talking about me. I can hear them say my name, asking "what is she wearing?" and "who picked that out for her?" When class ends, I swing my backpack onto my shoulders and I make sure it covers almost my WHOLE ENTIRE back. When I walk into my next class, the same exact thing happens. I ask to go to the bathroom and half-run out of the room. I look in the mirror at my back. Ms Jewel's face is pasted onto my jacket! I try to peel it off but it's part of the jacket! I rip the jacket off of me, terrified by what is happening. I look at my shirt and quickly realize her face is on there too! I call my mom and tell her that I "threw up" ( which I might at the thought of ms Jewel) and she comes and picks me up in 2 minutes flat. I walk down to the office, looking at the smiles on the teachers and principals.

"Please! You're ADULTS!" I think to myself.

I wake up and look at my clock. it's 5:56 am. I spring up and run like I'm drunk to my closet. I rip open the drawers, ignoring the blinding bright lights. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Phew! Back to normal." I say with both my eyes closed.