Lumina and Hazel were both dragging their feet the next day. They had been up late cleaning and redecorating for the tournament.
“Uh! Why did Warrick's birthday have to be the day before the graduation tournament?” Hazel mumbled in complaint. Her feet were hurting and she was starting to get a headache from lack of sleep.
“I know what you mean, this has been a lot of work,” Lumina agreed.
“Well, as tired as I am, I am still super excited about being able to watch the tournament today,” Hazel squealed.
“Me too, it was nice that Miss Ingrid was able to get us in. We have to get ready; the tournament starts soon.”
Lumina and Hazel quickly got dressed in the clothes meant for the servers. The dresses were black with a white collar, cuffs, and hem. The length reached the floor and a
