I was moving into my dorm at college, however, I was also part of a contest/reality television show like "Big Brother," where a large amount of people would be "stuck" living together. I think it was supposed to be "Survivor," though, because that's what I kept talking about, and we also had one continual challenge -- filling in trenches with dirt. We weren't allowed to use a shovel, only a small, white scoop.
In the beginning, the people on my "team" were about seven of my friends, a guy named Keith, and a dark-haired girl who had most likely gone to school with Keith.
When we first entered the "dorm room" (in the morning?) where we would be staying together, Keith approached me and told me that he wanted to make an alliance with me that would last until the end. I felt very attracted to Keith. He had the personality of "Joe," someone I had just met the previous day, and was thin, with blonde hair that appeared to have faded red dye in it.
I agreed to make this alliance. In the back of my mind, of course, I was hoping our friendship would lead to "something more." I was very jealous of the dark-haired girl who Keith spent most of his time with, but I just kept telling myself, "He went to school with her. She's the only one he really knows."
At some point, I began talking to Keith about the rest of our teammates, since I was friends with them all and could tell their stories. I informed him that M. had lived a very "sheltered" life and was a hypochondriac whose parents babied her. I told Keith that she "wouldn't last" very long.
Later that afternoon, my entire team had changed. There was a very tall, very skinny black guy with glasses. He was a total pervert. He kept sexually harassing me, touching/grabbing me, etc. I flipped out, and I think the producers of the show came into our dorm, and the guy was taken away, never to return.
I woke up in the middle of the night and walked through the darkness to a sink with a mirror above it. On the sink was a set of bright purple bath products. I noticed that the shampoo was missing. Somehow, this lead me to believe that the aforementioned pervert was still there, hiding, waiting to "get" me. I flew back into bed and went to sleep.
The next day, I went to take a shower. Each shower had a somewhat large window which opened out into a hallway.
I will take this moment to say that our supposed dorm room wasn't located in a residence hall, but a hotel of sorts, that was almost identical to the Omni Centre, where I've stayed about three times in the past for statewide French contests. The place was full of teenagers participating in this strange version of "Survivor."
Anyway, as I was saying, I went to take a shower. The shower space was very, very tiny, and I guess I could only be comfortable if my arms were raised, because that's the way I was standing. Unfortunately, somebody passing by in the hallway outside saw my arms, and began knocking on the window. I caught a glimpse of a face. Flipping out once again, I ran from the shower into my bedroom and told A. (a girl from school who I know) and another new teammate, a short, black girl with a very cute, short haircut (she really resembled my friend C.) what had happened. Short haircut girl ran into the shower to see who was knocking on the window. She returned and we both said in unison, "It's a cute Asian guy!" A., in the dream, was Asian, and she really wanted to meet this cute guy. (In "real life," she has blonde hair and is extremely pale.)
Eventually, more team members showed up, including three other random friends, a girl I go to school with but whose name I do not know, and a girl I haven't talked to since elementary school.
I was beginning to grow a bit upset. My dorm room was totally bare, no posters, no knickknacks, nothing. We didn't even have any bookshelves. At that point, I realized I'd forgotten to bring my books. I'd also forgotten a laundry hamper and a laundry bag, among other things.
My mom showed up to "rescue" me. I showed her around the building, and pointed out our room. Room 11E. The shower window was open.
I was afraid I'd be caught with an"outsider" but one of my teammates told me it didn't matter.
Mom and I went to sit down and talk to Keith. She told him how much I love books. He made a comment about my not really loving books, only wanting everything from my house around to comfort me. Tearfully, I told him I could read and reread certain books, and my hurt would be eased momentarily. He looked at me very sweetly.
Suddenly, I was alone. I had wanted my mom to take me to K-Mart, so we could get some supplies. I called her on her cell phone, but it would never ring.
I recall sitting at a big white table with my teammates, crying, and saying, "They picked me. Out of all the thousands of applications, they picked me."
Another shift, I was next to a giant trench. I was told not to enter it from the front, but from the side, so I could see how much work needed to be done. I entered from the front, anyway. I picked up a scoop and began filling in the hole. I told Keith I thought I'd be voted out because I was too emotional for this game. But I knew we'd sworn an alliance and, besides, he liked me and didn't think I was a problem.