This chapter is dedicated to Sissi_. Hey Sissi, thanks for the golden ticket.
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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden light over the carnival grounds. Music drifted through the air, soft, playful tunes mixed with the sound of laughter, chatter, and the occasional ring of a bell from a nearby game booth.
They arrived together, walking through the wide entrance decorated with paper hearts and pastel streamers that fluttered in the breeze.
Brenda led the way, turning heads in a fiery red mini dress that hugged her curves like it was made for her. Her blonde hair spilled down to her shoulders, and her bold red lipstick matched the confident smile on her face.
She had spent extra time getting ready, picking her best dress, and curling her hair just right. And now, she walked a few steps ahead of the others, making sure Alanis had a clear view of her.
She smiled to herself, pretending not to notice if he looked her way, but she was watching.
