Work in Progress - December 4

December 4

8 a.m.

What I remember from last night's dream is this: Beast and I are in the auditorium at the high school and all my friends are talking about him.  We're waiting for the show to begin (I don't know what show).  There's a lot of noise around us - the kind before a show, people milling in and the lights go up and down and change the way the faces around you look and what they say.  And there's the noise in my head - all the stuff friends say about why Beast asked me to prom and then said nothing about it after that and why there is no talk of what time he will pick me up or what we are doing for dinner or after dinner or any parties or anything about the night.  And someone says there is another girl, and I see her in the room where all of us are waiting for the show to start.  She looks like me, a thinner version.  Beast is quiet.  When I look over at him, he has a smirk on his face.  He likes attention, any kind of attention and doesn't seem surprised by what my friend said. 

"Where is Beast going to college?"

The same as prom, I don't have answers.