The annual festival was a three day event. My mother and father would be attending on the first day. During the time, it would stretch over the weekend and over a holiday at the beginning of next week. I asked to meet Garett in the morning with a bit of time before they would let in tourists. For one hour, the stalls were specifically for the students.
"Did you wait long?" I asked Garett who was standing at our meeting spot twenty minutes before our supposed meeting time. "I tried to get here earlier, but curling my hair took longer than usual."
Charlotte and Grace helped curl my hair slightly and added a large red bow on the back of my head.
"It was a good thing that I arrived earlier," Garett said as he brushed his fingers through the ends of my hair. My heart began beating very fast.
