My mom will sometimes tell me to "go get [my] brother because we have to talk". I hate that. I hate when people tell me they have to talk with me about something but refuse to reveal what it is until we talk. It's scary. But whatever my Mom usually winds up saying isn't so horrible as I fear it to be at all.
I imagined a dance teacher I've worked with to be my mom and a person I dance with to be my brother in this dream. She says we have to talk. I am trying to get to a room where she is so I can hear what she has to say, but her friends are over and I have to stop in the guest room where they slept to say hi. My 'brother' makes it to my ''mom" eventually, but I don't.
Next, I imagine myself in a high school that I believe to be the one in the town next to mine. I know that my "brother" and "mom" are in a guidance office. But that's not my school and I don't know how to get to the office. I keep trying to find my way there, but can't. I have to cut a class to go searching. I see my good friend in the gymnasium, but we are barred from leaving, even though we don't go to that school. I make it out of the gym without getting in trouble eventually, but my friend is still in there, so I still have no way of getting to a guidance office. I just decide to stop ask a student/adult around me how to get there. Then the dream ends.
I'm trying to go hear what I fear is bad news, but probably isn't.
The strong deja vu.
I do feel like I've typed that up before. 