Dream About Airport Trip And Celebrity Friend

I was at the airport with my school and other schools to go to a trip. When I was there at the trip, I was on an island visiting my family. I was near a monkey exhibit next to the house we were in, and I let one out. I told my mom I did. She didn’t mind and the monkey was super chill. After the trip, I was back at the airport with the schools. While we were waiting to go back, we all sat down and did homework for art. I was sitting next to a girl and two guys. One guy was being very nice to me. I felt flattered but I didn’t have any romantic feelings. An alarm went off, which meant that we had to leave the airport. We all raced to the exit. I fell down and it slowed me down a lot. Finally, we all made it to the parking lot. I was walking with my friend, confused where we would go. She went on her own and I was alone until a familiar girl showed up. It was strange. She was a celebrity but apparently in the dream she was my friend or something. We talked and she said I would go home with her. We had a trick that two of her rude friends were driving. I tried to get in the truck, but they drove off and said there was no more room, yet somehow I made it home with them because I was being dragged along by the car. We made it to my house and the celebrity girl sat on my bed. I went to go to the restroom to look in the mirror and came back after she changed. When I saw her, she looked so pretty. I think we both got butterflies or something. She sat back on my bed as I put her tote bag away. The bag had a lesbian flag on it. Then my brother came in the room. I went to change, but I was in front of the girl. I switched my top fastly and she randomly appeared in a two piece swimsuit that made her figure look really nice. I noticed her look at me so I looked away. Later on, I was with my friend and her friend that doesn’t like me. I guess in a way, the other friend was trying to say that she should not pay attention to me and more to her in a passive aggressive way. I left the room when they started to argue. I was usually the left out one, so I couldn’t understand why she still hated me for no reason or didn’t want me to have attention from my friends. I went downstairs and my little brother was watching a show that had to gay men in a romance together. I was happy about them, while my brother just watched and hadn’t said a word about it. Like he was just unironically watching it. I sat on the couch next to him.