Sometime in July 2010 I had this dream....

So basically, kids were living on their own, no parents. I had a "pack", we lived together, took care of each other, we were a family. I happened to be the only girl in the group, so everyone took extra care of me. There were these bad guys, and we were trying to catch them, but we didn't know where they were. There were a bunch of scrambled words on a billboard. Me and the quiet kid figured it out and said, "BEHIND RED MACBOOK PRO." So we decided to go to the apple store building, where they sold those. The bad guys were indeed there. I was like doing parkour and was all ninja and stuff, until I spotted the main group and I froze. One slight movement and I would get caught. I accidentally moved my hand just a tad bit and they saw me and started chasing me, but I got away. Later that night, the "leader" of our pack and I went to go see one of his friends. He was pretty damn hot! He had all black clothes on and long spiky hair (kinda like a Mohawk but not, I can't really explain). He was near this fountain and he had all his stuff set up there, I guess he was too old to be in a pack, and he was alone. I sat down on this edge (not the fountain) and him and the leader were talking in front of me, when he "accidentally" brushed his hand against my knee twice. So I thought to myself, that if he does it again, I will do something about it. When he did, I suddenly, without thinking, grabbed his hand. They keep on talking but he flipped my hand around and started to trace lines on the palm of my hand, with his finger. Whenever his finger touched my palm, it felt like a hot sting. He then lets go of my hand and took the leader to the side to talk quietly. I heard the leader say,"Okay, I'll have her stay," and he left. He turned around and came up to me and took my hand and started to dance. I didn't know how to dance, so I kept looking down so I wouldn't step on his feet. But he took my chin and lifted it up, meaning for me to stop. So I stepped on his foot, and I started to say sorry over and over again, but he waved it off. So I finally got the whole dancing thing down. So then with the hands that were holding mine, he slipped both of them down to my waist, and I wrapped my hands around his neck. Then in a really quick move, he pulled me up really close so our noses were touching, and he kissed me.