Locked in Lock Down (Started)

Darren

I have the best dream of Michelle and I cuddling up in her bed. Her short black silky hair is splayed out on the pillow she's laying on, while her bright green eyes stare at me lovingly. Her milk chocolate skin is radiant in the moonlight and I feel a burst of desire and love fill me. Her full pouty lips descend towards me and I pucker up waiting for the warmth and softness of her kiss. But of course instead i'm woken up by a semi loud ding. for some reason i'm in a bathtub in the clothes I had been wearing yesterday. My blonde hair is messy and I feel uber groggy.
I frown and begin to get up but instead my knees buckle and I fall in a heap beside the bathtub/shower. I can't remember much of anything other than Michelle and I outside on her porch while I tell her goodbye and wrap my arms around her shaking sobbing body. I shake my head in denial, because why would I ever say goodbye to the girl of my dreams, the girl i hope to some day marry. No, nothing is making sense right now.
I get up again and this time my knees don't buckle. Was I at a party last night and got drunk then passed out? I walk towards the door and its silent outside so i hesitate going outside. Finally after five seconds i shrug my shoulders and go outside. What I see surprises me so much i start cracking up.

Raymond

A million thoughts go through my head as I continue to contemplate how the heck I had arrived here. Maybe my meditation will help me solve something. But my thoughts were interrupted as another boy entered the room.

Darren

Everyone in the room is just staring at me as I continue laughing. After finishing I look around and smile. This must be a dream. A hilarious dream. I chuckle again and shake my head.

" Sooooo has anyone seen my girlfriend Michelle? She's in all of my dreams." I ask everyone. They all just stare at me so I decide to describe.

" So she has like this really silky soft black hair that she streaks blood red its chin length. She has hazel eyes, these really cute dimples and she's only like 5'1. She's really beautiful you'll know her when you see her. She's also like mixed she's half puerto rican half black. Yeah..." I say my sentence trailing off while i wait for someone to say something.

A girl with long red hair looks at me and tells me bluntly " Yeah this isn't a dream, and you most probably won't be seeing that girl for a while"

Raymond;

"I think we're all a little more concerned in why, and how we got here and how we get out than your girlfriend." I added, "Perhaps you should be concerned too. I mean, the first thought is not where you are, but your girlfriend. How are you going to even see her if you don't know how you're getting out?" I shook my head, some people really don't think. I was a little shocked at myself for speaking out like that though. It wasn't expected.