So, I had a college based dream last night where I came out as gay to an asshole guy that was talking shit about gays and lesbians.

So you know how dreams will start off with it all calm and shit or something along those lines? WELP NOT FOR ME!

This dream started out where we're at a New Years party.

I'm hanging out with this, sorry if this sounds racist that's not the intent, black women named Rachelle.

Apparently we're friends.

The party was at this big ass park near the college and there's a giant playground. Drunk college kids are goofing around on said playground, it is expected since y'know it's a college party.

So, Rachelle was the one to organize the party and I guess I helped her out with some of it because she thanks me.

She comes up to me wearing a short sleeved red shirt, dark blue skinny jeans and black converse shoes. Her hair is held back by a nice simple looking headband, there's a soft smile on her face and her greens eyes look like they're shining. Once she's next to me she says, "Thanks for helping me with the party."

I respond with a simple, "You're welcome." I'm dressed in a black shirt, black skinny jeans and wearing black boots.

We end up talking about something for a while, I don't really remember what because it all blurred together at that point.

Some time passes and the countdown for the new year starts. Once it hits one me and her kissed, she instigated it resulting with me being surprised.

So knowing my ass who is bad at anything romantic once the kiss is over I literally ask all soft, "What was that?"

Apparently she knew how awkward I am with romance because instead of being put off she laughed. I ended up laughing with her because frankly it was a little funny.

Then the dream jumps to the next morning and the majority of the kids that were at the party, myself and Rachelle included, are getting lectured by who I think is the college dean(principal???). Apparently, we weren't supposed to have a party at the park, no one told us that.

For some reason me and Rachelle are just going up and down these bleachers/chairs because why not? We're already in trouble, so why not get into even more trouble by not listening.

The person lecturing us calls out our names and asks us, "Rachelle, Nori, do either of you have anything to say?"

Before we answer though some random kid that was helping other kids clean up part of the college, cause apparently the party continued at the college during the night, comes in saying that they need some more help.

Me and a couple other kids go out to help. Rachelle stays behind to explain everything to the dean(principal???).

Now, there's a balcany type of thing right outside of the room that we were in that overlooks the part of the college that the kids needed help cleaning up. I'm confused as to why there's mostly guys and only some girls, because in my experience guys never really cleaned up after themselves it was always the girls cleaning up after the guys, so seeing it was a surprise.

Me and the other kids follow the one that asked for more help down to that part of the campus and get a trashbag each to fill up with trash.

Some more time has passed and I'm picking up trash in this concrete area with two guys there already.

One guy, who evidently thinks that gays are the reason why the world is so filthy, is telling his friend, "Can't believe we're down here cleaning up this mess, it wasn't even our party. Those faggots and dykes should be doing it. They never clean up anything anyways."

His friend just laughs a bit. Then the guy goes on about how gays are ruining the world with their carelessness with trash.

I'm fed up by this point, because I've literally had enough of people talking bad about the pride community so I whirl around on him saying, "I'm fucking down here cleaning and I'm gay. Shut the fuck up you piece of shit."

Then I turn around and stomp off towards a different area to clean up. The guy stutters something that I don't hear while his friend is laughing again, this time at the guys reaction.

A little more time passes and we're on our way back from the concrete area ready to throw our trashbags away. There's obvious sounds of a trashbag being dropped behind me, but I ignore it and keep walking.

Then there's footsteps.

THAT'S WHEN MY BRAIN DECIDES TO FUCKING WAKE ME UP! I wanted to know what else was going to happen! But nope, my brain wouldn't let me.