That terrible, terrible moment when you wake up and realize its just a dream~

Everything was going perfectly in my dream world, I had been moved to regular math, which I've been wanting to do for a while, now, not just because my crush's in that class, but also because advanced math is f***ing hard, ponies finally, FINALLY became cool in my class, and, yes, me and my crush became... Something. The dream started in math (that's how I know I was moved), and Mrs. Wilke was showing us one of her Natural Geographic movies, most likely at end-of-quarter. Blaine (mah crush) was sitting in his chair, and I was sitting on the floor next to him. Then, out of the blue, he slowly lowered his hand towards mine, and when I didn't comprehend what he was gesturing, he poked me. I looked down at his hand, and, stunned, took it. We sat there like that the rest of the hour, then, as we were walking to Language Arts, a gave him a small kiss, and, just like that, we were a couple. At least, until my dad woke me up to tell me I didn't have to wake up. I almost couldn't believe it had been a dream, it was so real. The last time I had dreamed of Blaine, he completely rejected me in front of all his friends, so I guess this was quite a nice change.