That night I went to bed still smiling at how I had bemused Josh that afternoon. I suppose I ought to stand up to him like that more often, for it gave me one of the best dreams of my life. It may seem a little strange, but it seemed perfectly fine asleep:
I'm playing foursquare on my front lawn when I hear the sweet voice of Michael calling to me from down the street.
"Hey, Lana!" I look up and see him and a nerd from his band that I recognize but don't know the name of walking towards my house. Flustered, I wave.
"Hey, Michael! What brings you here?" Michael waves, and at first I think it's a greeting but then I see that his fingers are bent at a strange angle. "MICHAEL!" I screech, horrified. "What's-what's-" but Michael just smiles, and by now he's on the lawn with me.
"I kinda broke my fingers, and I think I broke this other arm, too," he says, waving a very oddly shaped arm in front of my face. His band friend just sits back and smiles.
"Oh my lord…well, what are you going to do?" Michael smiled.
"Well it doesn't hurt, but I wanted to know if you would like to be my escort to the hospital?" I couldn't breathe.
"I'd love to! But what about…?" I motion to his friend. Michael shrugs.
"Oh, Danny? He's good for company, but he doesn't say much. I'd like someone I can TALK to." I grin back, but then another thought crosses my mind.
"What about Mia?" Michael looks startled.
"Didn't you know? We broke up! I've been single for several weeks now!" I've died. I've died and gone to heaven. Ooooooooh…
"Well, come on!" I say brightly, jumping into my blue sports car (yeah yeah I KNOW I'm just 15 but this is my dream so shut up!) Michael sits next to me, and his friend hops on the back.
In no time, we're at the hospital.
At this point I wake up, but I did eventually go back to sleep and dream:
Michael is at a Fire Academy and invites me to join him for one day. It's EXTREMELY dangerous-out in the distance is a volcano spewing fireballs at us. Well, maybe not fireballs, but big chunks of rock on fire. Basically all we're doing is dodging them.
We're fine until one HUGE rock hits Michael on the arm and knocks him against the wall. Me, devasted, runs after him and nurses him. He looks up there's a click in his head. A click of love. We ignore his burning, smoldering arm and lean into kiss….
I woke up from THAT thinking that I'd read WAY too much "Luan" (sp?) lately. I mean, a "Fire Academy"?? Where ELSE could that have come from??
Why do I get the strange feeling something's going to have happened to Michael's arm?
A/N: Don't chase me w/ torches! Plz! Those dreams aren't ALL 2 strange-I mean, I didn't make them up-those're the dreams I had last night! Except for the Michael was my friend Zack and there was NO KISSING INVOLVED-and that the "Fire Academy" was rehearsal for "As You Like It"-where, yes, there WERE fireballs. Tells u a lot about how the play's gonna turn out, huh? Lol jkjkjk I wouldn't miss As You Like It for the WORLD, Advanced Conservatory friends! Oh, yeah, and Danny the band geek was Jake, wearing, of course, his hat, but w/ the feather that had been lost so long ago!! Yay!! Lol srry that's just my dream-8-)