Tiny homeroom, assembly smokers, and first class

I was at a high school on the first day of classes. I had spent a little time in my homeroom, which looked like a bite-sized science classroom. There was just room for the teacher's desk and two large, black-painted tables around which maybe 10-12 total kids could sit. The classroom was a step up from the hallway, and there wasn't really a front door, or, for that matter, a fourth wall.

From homeroom, I went to an assembly, which for some reason I showed up pretty late to. The auditorium was all white. It was as wide as a movie theater, but from where I stepped in (on the left side of the middle level), the stadium-style seating stretched very far up and down. At the very bottom was a stage. I started making my way up a stairway towards the top/back row.

As I walked up the stairs, I passed two or three people who were standing on the steps. The girl in front was, just then, telling some anecdote or testimonial to the entire crowd, as part of the assembly. Her Biff-style boyfriend standing behind her was trying to light a cigarette, so I kind of pointed at him and went "Ah-ah..!" as I walked past. Other people nearby noticed too and told him to stop.

As I reached the top tier of seats, I noticed Caitie R sitting in an aisle seat to my right, smoking a cigarette. I lifted my hand up (turns out I'm wearing white velvet gloves) and tried to put it out with my knuckle. But I guess it didn't work (and Caitie didn't seem all that bothered).

I reached the very back row, which was practically empty, and sat next to Jeremy C. The assembly was just wrapping up, and he asked me if I was interested in getting a bite to eat. I said yes, but then I realized I had classes to get to during all four schedule slots that day.

THEN I realized that I didn't know what any of my classes were, or what rooms to go to. Plus I had already forgotten where my homeroom was. Jeremy walked with me as I went looking for my homeroom. Luckily, it was the second room I passed in the first hallway I checked.

My homeroom teacher was there. She looked like my algebra teacher, Mrs. Williams, but was a lot less sardonic. It turned out that she could bring up my entire schedule on her computer and print out a neatly formatted card on a blue sheet of paper. She handed it to me, and then we got into some conversation (I remember her saying something about "when she decided to get married"...), but as much as I wanted to hear what she had to say, I was trying to politely get moving so I wouldn't be late for my first class.

I looked on my schedule card and saw how the classrooms were listed. They had a classroom name, and then the "cross street" they were on (really, they weren't streets, they were hallways). My first class was called something along the lines of "EMOND" and the cross street was something like "Georgia Avenue". It was only a couple hallways up from my homeroom.

EMOND ended up being another hallway behind a doorway, perpendicular to the cross street. It was a tall, wide, L-shaped hallway, sort of an internal entranceway to the classroom itself, which was kind of a band/orchestra room. As I approached the bend of the L, Vanessa came walking the other way, wearing an outfit featuring a knee-length skirt and tights (not unusual), all a faded navy blue color. I was surprised to see her there (and uncertain why she was walking out), and I kind of pointed at her and went, "You!" But she seemed not to notice I was there; she was looking spacey and a little melancholy, and continued walking past me.

I rounded the corner, and without so much of a transition, I was at the orchestra room. A crowd of maybe 12 or 15 people, mostly girls, were standing, facing away from me, singing something informally as a chorus, but I don't recall what it was. I walked up to join in, then I woke up.

A British gathering of bands

There was some kind of British talent-show TV special, in a large, dark auditorium with lots of theater-style seating and a big stage. The host was calling up random people from the audience and asking for their five favorite bands. One audience member rattled off five, and was surprised to see that a couple bands who were sitting near the front row of the audience (as the camera panned onto them) started getting up to go on stage as the audience applauded.

Apparently the host anticipated most of the audience's preferred band choices and invited them to the show beforehand. At least one of the bands the audience member named, however, was not present, and the host told his assistant to make sure "N19" (or something like that — the band's name) got here quickly.

Then, on a big projection screen up on stage, the host started narrating a presentation. It looked kind of poorly done. There were a number of large thumbnail images on a white background (in an interface that looked like Windows) representing bands that had been selected to play. They cycled through each of the thumbnails, playing a clip from a popular song of theirs.

Two or three of the bands' voices sounded distinctly like Beatles vocals, which surprised me. (I'm annoyed that, with all that music, I can't remember how any of it went.) The last band looked like it was actually a side project of George Harrison's, and the song clip they played was sort of a chill electronica remix of "Let It Down"; the thumbnail looked like an outside view of a cave entrance.

Attacked by the black coil at school

I'm school-aged... maybe late elementary or middle school. Walking by maybe a bus stop, a few kids are waiting there, I take note of a sign, white with red letters, something something "but skating is allowed" or something like that. I continue on to a tar path through the woods to the right. I'm walking with my horse on the way to the school. As we approach the school I notice we're being tailed by a male horse that might have a romantic interest with my horse. I bring my horse into the school building near the front and leave her there and begin to walk away.. the other horse approaches, and I'm trying to decide whether to try to separate them...

Very long long auditorium (there are actually four of these in corners of the building). As I leave, I'm assaulted by some black long coiled wiry... thing... which came from a custodian's closet.. which enters my body. I'm on the ground, with quite an enlargement of the belly. Kids, attempting to save me, jump repeatedly on my stomach. Eventually it works, and the thing goes away.