“Leslie,” I sighed, “I can’t accept all of this,” I pleaded, putting the white dress back on the bed.Leslie was sitting in the chair by the desk, looking at me intently. We had spent the last two days debating whether or not I should go to the Summer Fest or if I should just ignore it. But this morning, when they started setting up for it, placing lawn chairs and tables everywhere, creating almost a small stage, and then when they started bringing out the food, I got weak and accepted.“Luna, we talked about this,” she started. She had finally caved and started calling me Luna instead of Miss Jones. Every time she did, I got this icky feeling inside of me. “You’re our guest of honor,” she continued, a soft smile on her lips, “and the guest of honor needs to wear a white dress, and she will wear a flower crown on her head. And then you have to sit on the throne, eat, drink, laugh, and simply have fun. It’s our tradition, and we will get sad if you don’t do this for us.”A sigh escaped
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