I'm walking through a hallway, lights and cameras surrounding everything. It's as if I'm on set of a big movie. Out of nowhere I hear my name followed by "Get on set now!" Even though I'm as confused as ever I follow the man's orders.
As I get on set the man yells again, I think he's going to yell at me but he screams the name "Eminem". I'm about to have a panic attack I think in my head. Is this really happening?! I pinch myself to see if I'm dreaming but I'm not I'm really about to meet the love of my life!
I can see him clear as day in his baggy shirt, gym shorts, and SnapBack.
The director gives orders, "Act as if you are attracted to each other while walking down the hall way to your room." I knew there wouldn't be much acting on my part.
At the end of the hallway we started making out, with his hands all over my body. He walks into the room and I'm left outside in the hallway. "Act sexual, like you are trying to seduce him" says the director. I do as I'm told and Eminem grabs his junk and starts rubbing.
Next thing I know my shirt is off and I'm showing him my boobs through the peephole. He lets me in his apartment and we walk over to his bed, taking clothes off one by one. "I'm about to lose my virginity to my idol, my superman" I think to myself.
"Come on, come on, come on" I hear in a low voice, thinking the director is giving me more orders.
I blink and I'm somewhere else. I'm in bed, my mom tapping on my shoulder saying "Come on, come on, come on"
It was a dream, just a dream.
