I found out that they have a practice contest court. So while I was practicing all these pink petals started falling from the ceiling. "Who's there" I yelled. Then I thought oh it's probably James, but on to the field comes a carmel brown haired boy in a black suit with a crowd of girls and a Roselia lands elegantly in front of him, but before I can ask he looks me in the eye and says "5 minuets on the clock". Start! Who is he?? I'll tell you tomorrow! Bye!!
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The Grand Festival
FantasyThis story is about a girl who's dream is to be the best contest coordinator in the world. Along the way she makes new friends and finds true love, or so she thinks........ This story also connects with a journal similar to this one by Songmorning...
