First I wake up from a dream and my arm feels like it's on fire, which it's not. It's just that I suddenly have a tattoo I never asked for that I'm going to have to figure out how to explain to my parents.
Then there are people attacking everyone. I never thought I was going to need to fight someone with a large stick until today.
I'm also trying to find a way to make up an excuse for missing school because I don't think "I had to fight Storm Troopers with a stick today" is going to cut it.