A not so perfect, perfect fairytale

One:just a dream

Dream
Fairies swooped in around me, but then the crowd parted and the chatter stopped, and the biggest fairy of all flew in gracefully, and hovered in front of my face. Do you dare trespass on our land, she said in such a beautiful voice I can't describe, it sounded smooth, with no cracks, and it was soft and kind, but firm. My voice is bad compared to this fairy's. No ma'am it was an accident, I was just playing at my home when I saw a light and i followed it here, you are free to go, she dismissed me, and I woke up
Dream ended

Boy was that an amazing dream. I have been getting them a lot lately, like a message is being sent. In case you didn't notice, but I am a believer, I believe in magic. But I always wake up after that part. I start to lay my head back on the pillow in attempt to continue the dream. Fail. Jennavive, breakfast, mom calls up. Its  Jenna and coming, I call back down. I pry off my ugly shirt and shorts I wore to bed last night, and I put on some short jorts (jean shorts) and a teal t-shirt, and my favorite socks, the ones with kittens on them, and a pair of yellow converse and I pull my long blonde hair into a ponytail. I charge downstairs straight into a delicious scent, cinnamon rolls. Where are you going looking so fancy, mom says jokingly, I roll my eyes at her bad sense of humor. Salem's house where we will have a magical ball as soon as I get there, I respond, playing along in her joke. Ok mom says, no need to tease, she smiles at me. But have a cinnamon roll. I take one and gulp down some coffee. I run upstairs and grab my phone and shove it in my pocket, then I run back downstairs, boy does this morning consist of a lot of running up and downstairs. I scamper outside and hop on my bike and pedal to Salem's house. Once I bike the two blocks I find her in the front yard looking at the sky, what are you doing I ask. I could've sworn I saw a fairy fly by, she says. I look up, and sure enough a tiny little fairy flys by.