Book of Poems

Odd Things in Odder Dreams

I was in my old high school,

I kept walking down the freshman hallway filled with old scratched up green lockers each of them decorated with a personal lock probably brought from each of the students homes. The floor was that same dirty looking hard brown floor, it was not wood, or tile, it was some other type of flooring I'm not familiar with, it was definitely textured though. The ceiling was littered with dust and it smelled, I couldn't pinpoint the smell but it was strong like blue cheese.

I had ended up in the office, but the office looked like a class room crowded with empty old light brown desks and that scratchy green carpet looking as ragged as ever. In that classroom was Professeur.

Professeur was sitting at that huge grey desk that was way to big for his small stature, his chest only rose a few inches over the top. Papers were scattered everywhere as usual and the computer had something written on it, but I can't remember what it said. I can only see a blur in my mind. His back was against the window as he sat in that black turn chair that was also too big for him. I took a seat in one of the read leather chairs, it was not comfortable, that chair never was.

I asked Professeur why he came back remembering that after my class had graduated he had left and became a professor admitting to me in an email a few months later that we were his favorite class and had no reason to stay after we were gone, after...I was gone. The only response I got though was something about him hearing high pitched whistling, I couldn't hear it.

I went to the room across the hallway which was identical to the room that Professeur was in, but instead in two desks in the back sat Grand and Acteur.

I sat on the floor in between Grand and Acteur. Acteur was on his phone ignoring the both of us. I didn't mind though, I knew that Grand was going to speak to me first.

Grand confided in me that he was worried about the high schoolers talking to him, as he wasn't too fond of children, to which I reaponded with "no one is even  going to look at you, Grand"  this made him laugh, and I laughed along with him putting my hand on his leg, he pushed my hand away though. I knew it was going to happen but it still hurt.

Acteur made the suggestion that we all get up and go over to Professeurs room. As we walked, Grand in front of us, Acteur whispered something to me, I don't remember what he said, but it made me laugh.

Acteur and I were laughing, and I had the inclination to kiss him on the cheek so I did, and he stared at me like he was expecting more so I boldly kissed him on the lips which he responded positively too. I also gave him one of his famous 'Acteur Side Hugs', this is famous in my old school, because back before he graduated, no matter who you were, no matter how close you were to him, he would always awkwardly hug you from the side, actually I was the only person whom he gave a real hug to while we both went there, and we laughed about that before I gave him a real hug and he held onto me tightly.

Once across the hall Acteur, Grand, and I all sat on the floor and talked. My back was against the left door frame, Acteur's was against the right door frame, Professuer brought over that ugly red chair I was sitting in earlier and sat in between Acteur and I, and Grand sat in between Professeur and Acteur. We were all talking I'm not sure what it was about, but I knew it was serious because I wanted to cry and refused to look at them.

I was told by Professeur that I was allowed to go back to my classroom, but I didn't go. I don't know why. I felt like I should have, but I stayed.

Suddenly I was outside walking behind Actuer onto a school bus, the outside of the bus was covered in dirt, so much dirt I couldn't make out the words on the side of the bus that would indicate which school it came from. The inside was hot and tight as usual, every seat was filled except for one, I could recognize every person, they were all my friends from college. It was time for them to leave the high school campus.

Acteur didn't say another word to me, but went and sat in the one empty seat with no one in it, the seat had a huge tear in it, I imagine it was not comfortable to sit in, but he didn't have a choice. He just stared out the window, but I wasn't hurt, to be frank I didn't even care, I was on my way to someone else. That someone else turned out to be Taureau I very excited to see her and gave her a tight hug, she was also very excited to see me hugging me just a tightly. 

I released Taureau and she went back to chattering to La Musique next to her and I turned to leave when Chatte came up behind me and gave me a hug. I was very excited to see her too.  I also saw Conduire on that bus who gave me a very sweet happy smile, but we didn't speak. 

I got onto a different identical bus with people I've never seen before. I sat in the back next to two girls who wouldn't even have noticed me if I started screaming bloody murder. I watched the other bus drive away and saw Acteur looking at me through the window of the other bus; he was waving goodbye towards my bus as he drove away from me.

I was being driven away too, but I was going in a different direction.

I was driven away from Professeur and from the other bus where I saw a lot of my friends like Taureau, Conduire, and Chatte. I know Grand was on that bus too I just didn't see or look for him, but I knew he was on that bus.

The last thing I remember is staring out the window looking over a dried out river bed, the sky perfectly blue, and the people around me chattering in a language I didin't understand, I knew they were talking about me, but I didn't engage.  

I don't know what this means. I've never had a dream where I knew that many people. I've never had a dream like this. What does it mean?