Too easy.

With one hand remaining in the wheel, I use my other to dig around in my bag to find my phone. I check my messages and see that I've got none. That's a surprise. Looks like mister guard hasn't contacted my dad. Yet. He probably will soon. They always do.

I glance at the review mirror and do a double take.

What the actual fuck?

No wonder mister guard hasn't contacted anyone. He's busy running after me. Literally running. How is he keeping up with the car? I should have lost him by now. I guess in order to guard one of the most wealthiest people's daughter you have to be well trained.

My foot presses harder on the accelerator. We're getting close to my destination. I have to loose him. Now or never. I check the review mirror again. Bloody hell, that guard has stamina.

I illegally speed on, breaking every law ever created. Why is he still following me? Persistent, ain't he? Knowing that this is a no-through road, I give up. I slow down and find a parking spot. Which, may I add, is one of the hardest tasks to do in an overly crowded area.

Stepping out of the car, I see mister guard jogging towards me. There's no use trying to run away because I know that even though he's breathless, he would still catch up. So I wait. I wait until he is standing up close and give him an amused smile. He returns a very irritated frown back. He rests his hands on his knees while trying to catch his breath. 

'Miss. Dalton, I'm going to have to report you on you naughty behaviour.' He finally says. I smile at his choice of words and then comprehend what he actually said.

'No, no, no, mister guard, don't you dare.' I say shaking my head. I would get in heaps of trouble again. And if there's any chance to prevent that, I would definitely go for it. Staring at him for a couple more seconds I think of something else he said.

'Ew, did you just say, Miss. Dalton?' I ask, wrinkling my nose and at the same time he says, 'Mister guard? Really?'

'Um, call me Rose.' I look up at him, a small smile playing on my lips. 'Please,' I add.

'Ah, yeah, okay Rose. But only if you call me by my name too.' My smile fades as I try to recall the conversation I had with my father and the guard. What was his name again?

'Gee Rose. Is your memory that bad?' He teases. I glare at him. Sighing, he says, 'Call me Jayden.'

During our mini conversation I don't think miste- Jayden realised exactly where we were. Until now. Disbelief floods his face as he looks around, taking in his surroundings. A range of emotions cover his disbelief. I don't miss the excitement that he is quick to hide.

'A festival?' He continues looking around and then finally meets my gaze. 'Out of all places? You choose a festival?'

'Not just any festival.' I say, pausing for a emphasis. 'A music festival.'

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