That night, I dreamed:
"Gaz, what if…I said…I love Dib?"
"What do you mean, 'what if?' I mean like, do you? 'Cause if you did, I'd say you're crazy, and get on with my life."
"But would you care?"
"Heck no, I wouldn't care! Dude, Dib's my brother! I don't care about his social life!"
My dream ended. I awoke and smiled. I felt happy, knowing that Gaz wouldn't care. I got outta bed and got ready as quickly as I could. I rushed out the door. Dib was on my lawn again, but only this time, accompanied by Gaz.
"Good morning. Gaz, I like your dress," I said.
"Um huh," it seemed like she didn't care.
Dib leaned over to me, "If you can't tell, my sister's Goth."
"Yeah, Dib, I can tell, I'm not an idiot." I thought, 'but did I really love him?'
Dib and I talked more. I asked him questions. He asked me questions. Then, we arrived at skool. I walked into the classroom. I spotted that kid who laughed at me the day before.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Kevin," he replied.
"Well, Kevin," I started, "I'll see you later." I was plotting…again.
At lunch, "I'll be right back, Dib; I gotta go take care of something." I walked off to find Kevin. Then, I found him. "Hey Kevin, how are you doing?" I spoke with a mischievous tone.
"What are you planning?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to tell you that," my tone of voice changed. "That you will never, NEVER make fun of me again. Just a warning, not a threat, a warning." I gave an evil laugh and walked back to my table with Dib.