Dream Journal
The parking lot at the high school was very full, but I managed to find a parking spot on the side of the street. I walked up the icy hill quickly, careful not to slip. I was almost late.
I followed my classmates down the hallway toward the theater stage. The auditorium was filling up with parents. I saw a girl with really long hair in front of me, and wondered how that could be when Lynea had cut her hair after graduation.
Back behind the stage, I waited with the rest of the band. I peeked out of the curtain and saw Melissa standing center stage, pacing nervously before the curtain rose. A number of band members sat around her in a semi-circle. She wore wide-leg jeans cut into assless chaps, held on only by a belt. Under her chaps she wore black panties that didn’t fully cover her butt.
I knew that she had cut the chaps more than Mom had so that she would be showing more skin. I tried to get her attention to let her know that she would be in big trouble if she performed wearing that. But she didn’t see me.