So I awake at 2:40 am from my sleep clearly remembering my lucid dream and repeating to myself over and over again. So this is how it goes... I appear in my highschool classroom and this is strange to me cause I am entering my 2nd year of college. So as I sit in one of those awkwardly made classroom chairs I look around to see some of my old highschool buddies, mostly my white friends for some reason. So I begin to go on and keep telling them that I shouldn't be here.. WE shouldn't be here. I begin to tell them what colleges that they go off to and also go on to tell them what college I'm in. This is when I realized I'm dreaming. I'm not going to lie I was very excited to finally realize I was lucid dreaming. And of course the first thing I wanted to do was fly! The right wall of my classroom disappears to a bright and sunny field where I run outside, put my arms up in the air, and attempted to fly. Well flying didn't turn out to much to be flying, more like a reallllllly high jump where I landed on the roof of my school where I attempted it 2 more times until I woke up. such a short dream.. sigh went back to sleep to hopefully have another attempt and dream. No success. There always tonight tho