Alpha Wyatt
A walkway of lanterns lit up the path to the huge white tent. It’s one of those tents used for wedding venues. As me and Jade walk into the tent, I stopped in shock. There was a DJ playing music, people dancing, lights swirling around, and a buffet of food lined an entire wall. The bar on the other side of the tent, well stocked with the good stuff. Everyone stops dancing and talking when a spotlight hits me and the DJ announces, “Here’s the birthday girl! Everyone shouts out Happy Birthday Remi!”