memory or dream

Teacher: * hits yard stick on kotta's desk*
Kotta: * head snaps up from desk, sees teacher* ( dammit)
Teacher: well ur highness, I do believe since you are taking your siesta during my class, you know what the answer my history question...
Kotta: y-yes. of course. * stands up to answer question*
Teacher: then, mr. Kotta, when did the "socceror wars" begin?
Kotta: :-! Umm....~
Teacher:.......................... *sghs* sit down kotta.
Kotta: * looks dejected* yes... *sits*
<later that day, walking home>
(We are still calling andreo's daughter angie. Haven't found a name for her yet.)
Angie: what's with you kotta? You've been sleeping in class like you don't get enough sleep at home... are you?
Kotta: I am!-
Angie: then what's your problem!? * stops walking*
Kotta: *stops a few feet from her* I've been having dreams of ...my mom...
Anige thinks he's talking about rina) you see mom everyday-
Kotta: (yelling) not YOUR mom angie *looks at her with a serious expresstion* MY mom, my birth mom!....
Angie: *looks at him with surprise and worry* wh-what?
Kotta: its been going on for a week and... I get to se her face all thru-out the dreams... I'm happy when I see her~
Angie: * gets angry* so you're not happy all the rest of the day?! You're not happy with the family you have right now!?-
Kotta: I never said that angie! Stop running to conclutions!-
Angie: then what are you saying kotta?
kotta: I'm ssaying for the first time I saw my mom, my REAL mom...
Angie: - and?!?
Kotta:... guess you'll never understand... you see your mom everyday... then... why can't I?* walks off*