Elijah
Right now I'm going to the buffet, when I see Tessa suddenly storming up the stairs. I can't see her face completely, but that's not necessary either. That she must have been over her worst is also something to be seen in this light. Suddenly I feel sorry for her and I feel the need to protect her. After all, she didn't seem to be feeling well all day and something seems to have given her the rest.
I put my plate away again - I can eat later - and push my way through the crowd to get to the stairs. Inside I only hope that I am not to blame for their bad mood. I liked dancing with her very much and if I'm honest, I would never have stopped.
But before I can even get to the stairs, someone gets in my way. A girl with darkbrown hair and almost the same dress as Tessa suddenly stands
