Not a Clue

Reality

"Emeran!"
She ran at him full speed and kissed him on the lips.
"Emery," he said as he took a breath, "How did you find me?"
She grabbed him and kissed him more before she answered.
"I just followed the the trails of pencils," she said as she hugged him.
He laughed, "I do tend to leave my pencils."
"Words can't describe how much I've missed you," she said as she kissed him again.
"But words can describe this," he said as he got on one knee and got out a tiny box, "Will you marry me?"

~.*.~

She awoke from the dream panting and trying to figure out the dream. She had never met a boy named Emeran. She never did any of it. She was dreaming.
"Augh. It was so real!"

~.*.~

She hummed as she watched the birds fly away from a tree. Oh how she wished she was a bird. To fly. To be free.
"I just wish..."
"Do you always sit here?"
"E-Emeran?"
"Oh. So are you a stalker, or was that just a lucky guess?"
It was a dream, she thought, It might just be a dream again.
"This is a dream, isn't it."
"Um. I don't think so..." He said as he rubbed his shoulder.
"Pinch me."
"I don't like being violent to strangers," he said as he backed away from Emery.
"Why do you care? It's a dream."
"Are you okay? Do I need to go and get a doctor?" He said looking concerned, "Or should I just leave you alone?"
"Emeran. I dreamt about you. This can't be real."
"You were dreaming about me?" He said surprised, "That's a first."
"This is really confusing..." She said as she pinched herself multiple times.
"No. I totally get it."
"You do?"
"No. I was practicing my sarcasm," he said rolling his eyes.
"You need to practice more," she said as her grandmother called for her, "Well, that's me."
"What is your name? I never got it."
"Didn't you just hear-" she said, "Never mind, it's Emery."