My dreams

🥰Crushing😭

And I am back with another dream. That's one was pretty nice for a while but the ending is kind of depressing.

So for most of you who don't know, I am adopted. So in the beginning of this dream, I was at an adoption convention sort of thing, that let us be able to find our birth siblings who may have gotten separated in the adoption process or whatever. So I would assume a couple weeks to a month back I would have had to send some DNA swab to a place for them to match up potential siblings who have also submitted their sin.
So that they show Zack and I'm waiting in a line inside for a packet of papers information. When it gets up to my turn, they say we're people with my first last name or seated. (And for some reason in my dream instead of my birth last name, my adopted last name was being used) So I walked over to where they pointed and saw couple tables. One was four and there was an empty one, and there was one with a guy sitting there by himself. I went up to him ask him his name and introduce myself. I sat down and we will start a talking for a bit, but then I noticed his last name wasn't spelled the exact same way as mine, and therefore I knew we were not siblings. Explain that to him and he was fine, but we were still sitting and talking for a bit. About half an hour later another girl comes up short brown hair, glasses, short, and fairly skinny. When she came up she seemed kind of quiet and awkward. So I introduce myself to her I'm sort of left the guy by himself.
I'm not exactly sure what this girls name was in the dream but oh well. We quickly became friends and she was more comfortable and energetic. This time who won no one else came up to our table and I didn't see anyone who looked anything like me on my birthparents so I assumed that none of my siblings were actually there. So my new friend and I got up and went to walk around the building halls just to chat. It wasn't long after we went on our walk, that coming from the opposite direction was a boy that I liked in school since fourth grade and some rando girl. He and I were never friends in real life we only had one class together that was every other day, and he was part of the popular crowd and I'm a no one. It was strange, as he was walking down the hallway and he waved to me and smiled in me being awkward, I I put my hand up a bit and sort of shook it like a wave. He turned to the girl and told her that he will catch up with her later and my friend turned around and left me as well. So boy walked up to me and started talking about how he was he asked me what I have been up to, seeing what's up. This whole time in my head I was confused but I was also really happy that he was talking to me.

The next part is the weird part. We are somehow transported to a small bus but there was no driver and no one else on. So him and I sat in seats across from each other. Me on the driver side in him on the passenger side (this is important for later). We were talking and laughing and having a good time and then he brought up a sort of serious question. Well he said that he knew that I liked him but he wanted to know why I never talk to him or said anything. My mood completely changed at that point I wasn't happy anymore, I got really depressed for a second there. I looked down and looked back up and I told him " you and I weren't friends. You're Mr. popular and I am Mrs. fat awkward loser. You know how embarrassing that would be for someone like me to go up to someone like you and trying to talk do you? We had one class together for every other day and you didn't say anything to me either." For real then I looked away for a couple seconds, and when I looked back the whole bus was cut in half down the middle of the aisle.
So some setting of the story, right now on the bus we were in the middle of the woods on the road driving, with no driver. No other cars in sight, and only one house on the corner.)
I looked back and realized that the bus was in half, but the driver side is still moving. For some reason I thought yelling stop would stop the bus so I yelled. And what do you know, the bus stop. Now The side the boy was on, had actually started going backwards. When I hopped off of the bus, the boy started floating and was being called forwards the corner house. As it brought him closer to the house, the house is windows on the top floor opened, and the boy was thrown on the bed. I was actually very concerned. I like this guy since fourth grade, and now the only time he ever talk to me, he was being taken away by a magical force. When I got up to the house the door was unlocked, so I walked inside and it was dark and could only see the stairs to the second floor from a distance.

And then my cat woke me up and ruined it all. How come I can't have any good dreams on a night and day then I don't have to be waking up my someone. Like from Thursday to Friday would be the perfect time to have one of these types of dreams. If I don't have to get up Friday mornings, and I can sleep in as long as my freaking want to.