Fucking Dream.

I had the most fucked up dream last night.

I was at my high school, and there was this big celebration going on in the cafeteria. Everyone was dressed to the nines. There was a big group of us upstairs in a classroom, getting ready. Among these people just happened to be Alexander Skarsgard aka Eric Northman. He was himself, though, not a vampire.
Anyway, this girl in a BEAUTIFUL gown walks into the room to let us know that we can head downstairs, and I immediately feel ridiculous in what I'm wearing. Her dress is all red and black lace. Mine is red and yellow tinfoil, really. It was a dream, but god, it was just awful.
Anyway.
We get downstairs and everyone is having a good time but me. We are sitting at one of the tables and Alexander starts talking to me. I realize that we're sort of on a date here, and I try to be cordial, but I'm just so upset about everyone else looking so much better than me, that I get up and take off.
I open the doors to get into the hallway from the cafeteria, and it's filled with water. The water doesn't spill into the cafeteria, though, it just stays where it is. I wade in, and the water is immediately up to my shoulders.
I start walking towards the front entrance, but then I realize someone is following me. It's Alexander. There's a slight current so I'm being pushed backward, but I grab onto the lockers and keep going.
He eventually catches up to me, opens a locker, and shoves me in, then gets in with me. The lockers are sort of like the Tardis; they're bigger on the inside.
It's completely dark save for the slits in the locker, and we look out, and there are people searching for us.
Alexander tells me that he thinks I look beautiful, and there isn't anyone else but us here.
He goes to kiss me, but then I wake up.

WTF. WHAT. THE. FUCK.