Before starting I would like to say that this is the first long, coherent dream I have had in a good while.

"I was at school, in my English class. However, we were not learning English, but learning to fly and fight. I was the best in my class, and my teacher said I should go up against this guy. So I was then in this huge area, and this guy was there, and he conjured up five masks made of fire. They started shooting fire at me, and I left my body and I saw myself dodging the fire. Then I was back in my body, and the man said "Come on, try to get through to me." I realized that I could fly under the masks of fire, and I said "No way!" and I flew under the fire masks, pushed the man to the floor, and punched him twice very hard. Then I left, and I was in my math class, and the same teacher was teaching. However, we weren't learning math, but going on this one roller coaster. I went on it three times. Then it felt like a few days passed by or something, and there was three minutes left in the class, and the teacher told me to go on the coaster with this guy. I didn't want to because it takes more than three minutes for the coaster to start going and finish, and then I would be late for my class. But I went on anyway and the coaster was different then when I had rode it before. I could feel the excitement, but in my mind I wanted to get off because then I would be late for my next class. I got off, and realized I only had two minutes to get to my next class. I ran, but the whole setting was completely different, I didn't know where I was. I had already been late to this class before (in real life I was actually late to that class once), and if I was late again, I would get a detention. There were lots of people, but I didn't know any of them. Finally, I found somebody I knew, and I asked him if he was lost too, and he said yes. We went looking around but couldn't find anything familiar. Then we were at my house for some reason, then we were immediately walking back to school. Then this guy came up, and I ran up to him and punched him in the stomach. It didn't seem to hurt him much, and then he jumped on me and pinned me to the ground. I tried to fight him off but I was completely powerless, it was a bad feeling. He said he was going to take me into my house and kill me, and I was yelling to my friend to get him off me, but he wouldn't."

This dream wasn't the first dream where I had been in a fight and had been powerless. Nor was this the first dream where there were rollercoasters. This was not a good dream, every part of it felt bad, although not so much the part where I was flying around, that was fun.