Flying and Bee-keeping

I was at school walking through campus. There were people outside everywhere lined up along the walls of buildings. Most of them were hispanic, and they all just started at me as I walked by. None of them said anything.
I was with sam walking through a dark place with stone walls. Dana jumped out from behind a pillar with sock-em-boppers on his hands. As he was flying through the air toward us, I pushed sam toward the ground and flung myself over her to protect her. Dana hit to the ground directly next to us, and just cheerily greeted us. He then was like, "oh, I'm sorry, it was just a joke".
I was out in a desert-looking area with a couple of people I had just met. I was telling them how there were great dirtbike trails up in the hills.
I was getting on to a bus with a bunch of people. We were driving somehwere really far away. There was something wrong with the bus, like a leak or something.
I was out in the forest with the people whom I had been on the bus with. They had decided that the bus could run on trees or something like that. I was catapulted up into the air to get whatever it was the bus needed. I rose higher and higher into the air like I was flying. At first it was really fun, but as I started to rise higher than the surrounding redwood trees I realized I would die on the way back down. I started to breathe rapidly and heavily, and then as I willed myself not to plummet back toward the ground, the dream became lucid. I soared back up into the sky even higher this time, and looked around through the fog at all the green rolling hills partially covered in trees.
I flew away from everyone, and eventually ran into this guy who was trying to protect this old woman from bees. Apparently the woman had started raising them as pets, but then the colony had grown to a huge size. Her whole house was had bees flying in and out of it. When the lady had gone out with her friend, the guy went to work flying in and out of the house, spraying bees with insecticide. I was flying around following him, and was afraid of getting stung.