Festival

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Naomi I could not contain my excitement. I was dressed in the cute little outfit Corey had gotten me and I felt not only sexy but almost as if I fit in. The pair of short shorts were oddly comfortable, and the light blue jean material matched my tank top. The plaid shirt I had opted for was a dark shade of red, which matched the pair of boots. I felt like I was on cloud nine. However, how I looked had nothing to do with how excited I felt. We had just arrived at the festival, and I had no idea where to go or what to do. There were all sorts of rides and stalls, and I giggled as I bounced over to the first stall. “Hey there,” the guy behind the table greeted. I smiled as I eyed the display of different types of cheeses. Granted, this was unexpected, but I was willing to try anything. “You

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