an introduction , Jay thought to himself .
JAY TOOK AS quick of a shower as he could. He had planned to take a relaxed shower since he had gotten up so early, but he was uncomfortable with the fact that the shower room was just one big room with faucets around the outer walls. He had always been on the shy side, and he did not like the idea that if anyone else decided to take a shower now, there would not be any curtain or wall between them. Jay dried himself off and dressed in the bathroom outside the shower stall into the uniform that had been sitting on his bed. He had noticed most of the students wearing them around the day before, so he figured they must be the school uniforms.
Jay stepped out of the bathroom and put his things in the bag that hung at the foot of his bed. At least I don’t have to walk far to and from the bathroom , Jay thought to himself, reflecting on his bed location.
“Hey, looks like Decathlon is ready to start his day.”
Jay was surprised to hear someone speak so loudly when there were so many still asleep. He looked over towards the guy who was speaking, and noticed there were actually more than he thought that were already getting up, and that they were all looking over at him.
“Hi.” It was all Jay could think to say. Somehow this made the situation even funnier for them, and those who were still asleep woke up from the noise of the laughter. Luckily the event was not dragged on, as people started racing to get their things together in order to get a spot in the shower. Decathlon? Why did he call me that?
“Because of the dream you had last night.” It was the boy sitting in the bunk right under his bed. Jay had not noticed him there while he was standing by the bed getting his things ready. Jay was not sure if he should be upset that this kid was reading his mind without permission, but he quickly decided he did not care.
“What dream did I have last night? I don’t remember having one.”
“That’s always how it is. A reader can see the dream and remember it while they’re awake, but the dreamer is asleep, so the dream often never converts to their conscious memory. You really shouldn’t have gone to bed so early, being such a loud dreamer. Honestly, it’s probably the only thing most of us could see last night.”
Jay got a distressing thought of all these guys sitting in a circle around his bed, laughing at some bizarre dream that he had been having.
“What did I dream about?” Jay finally asked the boy, who did not seem in a rush to get ready.
“A decathlon ,” He said simply. The boy must have noticed Jay wanted more information, so he continued. “You dreamt that you were at the school track, and were competing in a type of decathlon. You were running faster than all the Hermes, lifting heavier weights than the Titans, and outthinking all the Prometheus. One thing’s for sure, you don’t lack confidence.”
Jay was relieved to hear that his dream had been so tame, but he was also a little surprised at its content. For one thing, he had never been confident. Even now, he was petrified that the collage of read thoughts that were currently going wild through his head would come to a halt just before classes, and he would make a fool of himself. He also could not recall ever seeing the school track. He’s sure Lieutenant Johnson must have shown it to him during the tour, and he just does not remember due to his wondering thoughts, but he is still surprised that it would show up in his dream.
Jay decided it did not really matter, so he gathered his things to head to class. “Wait up Decathlon, I’ll walk down to class with you, we have the same schedule ,” The boy said, still lying in bed. Jay wanted to ask him how he knew they had the same schedule, but figured it really did not matter. The boy swung his feet out of bed and threw his uniform pants and shirt on right over
JAY TOOK AS quick of a shower as he could. He had planned to take a relaxed shower since he had gotten up so early, but he was uncomfortable with the fact that the shower room was just one big room with faucets around the outer walls. He had always been on the shy side, and he did not like the idea that if anyone else decided to take a shower now, there would not be any curtain or wall between them. Jay dried himself off and dressed in the bathroom outside the shower stall into the uniform that had been sitting on his bed. He had noticed most of the students wearing them around the day before, so he figured they must be the school uniforms.
Jay stepped out of the bathroom and put his things in the bag that hung at the foot of his bed. At least I don’t have to walk far to and from the bathroom , Jay thought to himself, reflecting on his bed location.
“Hey, looks like Decathlon is ready to start his day.”
Jay was surprised to hear someone speak so loudly when there were so many still asleep. He looked over towards the guy who was speaking, and noticed there were actually more than he thought that were already getting up, and that they were all looking over at him.
“Hi.” It was all Jay could think to say. Somehow this made the situation even funnier for them, and those who were still asleep woke up from the noise of the laughter. Luckily the event was not dragged on, as people started racing to get their things together in order to get a spot in the shower. Decathlon? Why did he call me that?
“Because of the dream you had last night.” It was the boy sitting in the bunk right under his bed. Jay had not noticed him there while he was standing by the bed getting his things ready. Jay was not sure if he should be upset that this kid was reading his mind without permission, but he quickly decided he did not care.
“What dream did I have last night? I don’t remember having one.”
“That’s always how it is. A reader can see the dream and remember it while they’re awake, but the dreamer is asleep, so the dream often never converts to their conscious memory. You really shouldn’t have gone to bed so early, being such a loud dreamer. Honestly, it’s probably the only thing most of us could see last night.”
Jay got a distressing thought of all these guys sitting in a circle around his bed, laughing at some bizarre dream that he had been having.
“What did I dream about?” Jay finally asked the boy, who did not seem in a rush to get ready.
“A decathlon ,” He said simply. The boy must have noticed Jay wanted more information, so he continued. “You dreamt that you were at the school track, and were competing in a type of decathlon. You were running faster than all the Hermes, lifting heavier weights than the Titans, and outthinking all the Prometheus. One thing’s for sure, you don’t lack confidence.”
Jay was relieved to hear that his dream had been so tame, but he was also a little surprised at its content. For one thing, he had never been confident. Even now, he was petrified that the collage of read thoughts that were currently going wild through his head would come to a halt just before classes, and he would make a fool of himself. He also could not recall ever seeing the school track. He’s sure Lieutenant Johnson must have shown it to him during the tour, and he just does not remember due to his wondering thoughts, but he is still surprised that it would show up in his dream.
Jay decided it did not really matter, so he gathered his things to head to class. “Wait up Decathlon, I’ll walk down to class with you, we have the same schedule ,” The boy said, still lying in bed. Jay wanted to ask him how he knew they had the same schedule, but figured it really did not matter. The boy swung his feet out of bed and threw his uniform pants and shirt on right over
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