My Weird Dreams

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My dream is going to be written out as a story because why not.

(IM NOT DISSING RU PAUL, ITS NOT HIS ACTUAL DRAG RACE ITS LIKE...HIS POOR COUSINS DRAG RACE)

I guess I'm in Ru Paul's shitty drag race. I don't know if this is the ghetto version but I'm apart of it. There are females and males here. So many questions, so little time.

I got in line, which was spiraled and everyone was sitting down.

I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to be here but fuck it.

I sat down next to a slightly chubby, blonde haired, blue eyed man. Probably in his early 30's.

"Oh hi, why are you here?" He snakily asked me.

"I honestly don't know, I think my parents signed me up for this."

"Oh."

Well that was a pleasant conversation. I would catch him giving me side glances while we moved up the line.

When people looked at me, contestants, workers, and judges, it seemed like they knew I was not supposed to be here but I guess they let me enter the show because I'm young and they didn't want to hurt my feelings...

We started moving up the line again but the one man had to talk to a worker or judge. I moved up but saved him his place in front of me.

Once he finished talking he looked at the line, and at me. At first he looked sad, then mad, but once I smiled and nodded my head over, he looked very relieved.

He hurriedly ran over to his spot. "Oh my god, thank you so much."

"No problem."

"I'm sorry about earlier, I was being a little bitchy."

I laughed. "It's okay." He gave me a smile.

We started talking more until I turned around and saw a dude I knew from school directly behind me in line.

"Matthew?"

He seemed scared. Probably scared that I was going to tell everyone his secret. "Oh uh hi."

"Nice to see you?" I awkwardly turned around and the man looked suspiciously at Matthew and I. "I know him from school." He nodded and we both continued talking about where we were both from. Then Matthew eventually joined in.

Once we got passed the entry, them marking our names or whatever. We got straight into action.

I was nervous so I had Matthew go ahead of me.

He got his nails done by a nice lady.

When it was my turn, a short Mexican woman came out. She was pretty. Probably in her mid-twenties.

She had me sit on a chair, which...she lowered because I'm too short. Then she hesitated to do my nails. The lady kept looking around, confused. Me, also being confused I just, messed with the chair and the desk in front of me.

Then she left.

I don't know where to, but she left.

Another man, black, came over to me. He sounded feminine and wore this one shirt that I really wanted but I kept that to myself.

"Hey sweetie, I don't know what happened to the other chick but I'm here now." He smiled at me, and I smiled back.

He fixed my nails and for some odd reason we just kept talking even after I was ready to be dressed. His friends came over. Two men, slender but manly and a short lady.

We kept talking about different, random stuff. Like where we were from. I mostly kept quiet and gave short answers. But then my awkward shell broke and I started cracking jokes. Which made them surprised and they laughed even more.

Then I went to go get changed.

But then I woke up.