"Cece!" Gunther called out, jogging towards her. Cece slowed to a stop, and hoped Gunther didn't see the slight hesitation she had towards stopping. Cece turned around to come face to face with a smiling Gunther.

"Why are you so happy?" Cece asked nervously, "Are you about to pull a prank on me?" She took a step back.

"Ah, Cece, you're so funny!" Gunther chuckled. Cece let out a nervous laugh and smiled.

"Seriously, why are you so happy?" She asked again.

"Oh, my cousin is staying in America!" He shouted, smiling wider than before.

"Really? That's great! But, why? Did he find a date?"

"Yeah, he asked this girl who lives down his block and she said yes!" Gunther exclaimed.

Cece smiled and embraced Gunther in a hug. Gunther stood still, startled and confused.

"Um, Cece, you can let go now." Gunther grunted, pushing her off.

"Oh yeah, um, sorry." She blushed, "Well I gotta go! Bye!" And with that she turned around and ran as fast as she could, not really caring where she ended up.

"Hey!" Rocky shouted, jumping in through the window. Cece grunted in response.

"What happened to you?" Rocky asked, taking in Cece's appearance. Cece had on plaid pajama bottoms and a black tank top. She was holding a carton of melted ice cream too. Now that may not seem weird, but the fact that there was chocolate ice cream on every article of clothing she had on, was.

"I couldn't sleep." Cece explained, "So I got up and ate some ice cream."

"And how did the ice cream get all over you?"

"Well I fell asleep while eating this," Cece mumbled, "Then I jumped up after I woke up from a nightmare and the melted ice cream flew all over me." She lied. Well, it wasn't a complete lie, I mean her dream had been scary. Just not the axe murder kind of scary. Truth was, she had a dream about her and a certain someone walking down a beach hand in hand. When she woke up she had jumped because she was scared, she just wasn't scared of the dream. She kept having this feeling that someone was watching her and it scared her more than anything had ever scared her before.

"You know, Cece, you're dream could have been sending you a message. Maybe you should try and figure out what it was." Rocky grabbed the carton of ice cream out of cece's hands and threw it out. "You should write down what happened. It will help you keep the memory, and you will be able to analyze everything that happened."

Cece smiled, when really she wanted to throw up. She already knew what the meaning of the dream was, she was falling head over heels for Gunther.