What bothers me is I remember it so vividly.

It was kind of a high school setting. There was me abd a couple of other people, I'm assuming friends as I was joking around with them. They were nerdy kids with glasses, gamers and such. My kinda people. we wore regular clothes and such and we were part of our own little clique. So I have to go... run into one of the cooler guys at school, he was dressed in black leather from head to toe... like biker gear. He mostly ignored me when I tried to speak to him...

But then the next day I run into him, and we both hear somethings happened at the school and so we both are racing... for whatever reason to get there. I do my best to show off as I do, and my car flies so its much better than his. He gets ahead of me, hes a good driver, I'm decent, but I beat him there just barely cause my car could fly. He didnt seem mad about it, shrugged it off and we walked into the school together. Whatever conflict there was was forgotten about and there didnt seem to be any sort of commotion. So we went to the cafeteria and the biker sat with me and my nerdy friends, and we were laughing and joking.

A guy from another clique or group come up to me and invites me to their group... he looked like one of my high school associates, I could name him here but I wont. He and his gang were all wearing red outfits that glittered when exposed to light. They were also the cool kids. My nerdy friends urged me to go so that maybe they could get in as well so I went...me clothes changed immediately to match theirs. After lunch and hanging out with them a bit we came across this one guy... they beat the tar outta him for some reason that was unknown to me. They wanted me to kill him. I asked them why, they said just do it. Then I told them we didnt need to kill him, we could all just be friends, why dont we let him go? What did he do? That wasnt any of my business. So I asked then what we're fighting each other for anyway? Cant we just get along? I spread my arms to welcome the guy they beat up into them... but the leader of the clique stepped in front of him with a knife... he shanked me... I woke up as I was dying.