I was coming out of lunch when I overheard someone badmouthing LGBT people and I was so fed up with it that I walked over and tried to fight them. There was a tall black guy and a short white guy. I went to go punch the white guy, but he ducked and ran away. I turned to the black guy and started fighting him. I knew he was to tall for me to punch so I aimed for his legs to try and knock him down. Before I could do anything though, a security guard came and stopped us. I explained the situation without guilt or shame and the security guard said we weren't in trouble, but he would call our parents. I couldn't had cared less about it.

As we walked to his office, which was in the gym for some reason, I slowly started to notice how nonsensical the situation was. Like I would never get into a fight. I stopped walking, but the guard and the black guy kept going. I closed my eyes really tight and started to feel dizzy and sleepy, an indication that I was waking my irl self up. I opened my eyes and started to lucid dream. By the time I did the guys were in the office so I sprinted in there, slapped the security guard and casually left.

I started thinking about a friend of mine and sure enough she appeared outside of the gym. We walked around the school flirting and being all lovey-dovey when we finally got to the staircase with no cameras, and I woke up.

TL;DR: I got in a fight and flirted with a girl