Yes

I sigh. I guess it'll just take some time to find out what I can do, IF that wasn't all just a dream.

I quickly brush my teeth, take a shower and dress. Grabbing my backpack and keys from my desks, I hurry out the door, realizing I'm already a bit late, having spent too much time in shock over the events of the morning.

The drive to school really isn't much of a drive. My high school, Glendale High School, is only a ten to twelve minute drive. Plus, being 10 minutes behind the first bell, the roads around the school have already started to clear.

Glendale High is a medium-sized high school, of about 350 students. The whole surrounding town, which I live in, is a very nice place, mainly composed of middle-to-high class families. Because of this, my high school has a very nice building and grounds, as well as well-kept facilities and sports fields. The main building is three stories, the front with a gothic architecture look, having been built a century ago. Recent renovations have expanded the school, with a newer addition in modern architecture added to the back. The mix of gothic and modern architecture has always been a bit odd to me and I can't understand why they chose such a design. Whatever.

On the left side of the school building lies the student parking lot, which can hold about 100-125 cars. Students get about 75 spots, so many juniors and seniors don't manage to get one. Fortunately, being a senior, I had priority over juniors and had managed to get a parking permit for the school lot.

I pull into a spot near the back, and hop out. Another car pulls into a spot nearby, and I immediately recognize it, pausing to wait for the driver.