Dreaming Awake

''Shut up, shut up already!''
''Why should I? '' She didn't dare to look up. ''You're not real'' She whispered, her voice trembling, ''You're not real''
'' Oh really? I certainly feel real...'' She could feel his smirk, clawing right at her back.
''I can do this...'' a few books landed on the floor with a loud thud.
''And this...'' the lights turned off.
'' And this...'' she felt a sharp finger go down her spine.
''Stop it...'' she pleaded, her voice quiet.
'' Would somebody who's not real, be able to do all this?'' He stood up and smiled. '' I don't think so.''
Suddenly, the room lit up, making her eyes blink few times, adjusting to the light.
''Melissa, what on earth are you doing here? ''
The girl looked around, he was gone. The books remained at the desk.
He was never here.