Transforming the world by calling the coach's bluff

I'm at the top corner of the bleachers outside my junior high school. I'm with two friends and we've apparently gotten in trouble. There are lots of people in the parking lot below and I decide to "call the coach's bluff" and ask him, "What about the plagiarism?" As soon as I say this, the bleachers slowly collapse into a ramp and my friends and I are being pulled up through them by a bar held by six or seven metal eagles. We're holding onto a shorter bar attached by silver ropes. We fly off and away from the crowd.

I'm in an aunt and uncle's backyard - everything has been transformed since I "called the coach's bluff." There are magical seeds which quickly grow into silky red trees, snow falls in freakishly large light fluffy clumps while it is warm. Everyone seems to be familiar with these changes except me.

Many children are in and around a body of water and suddenly everybody can walk on the water. I walk into a stream unsure if I'll walk into it or on it - I'm able to walk on it. We're looking for an object that's causing this. In the stream, I find a small silver skull with a Nazi swastika on the neck, like a tattoo. Two kids near me cover it up, which makes the water go back to normal. One of them tells me you can't let light hit it or that's what happens. I wrap it in leaves so no light is hitting it and want to keep the curiosity. Others don't want me to keep it. At first I think it may be taboo, but it's because such and similar things are so common, nobody has a desire to hold onto any.