There was a girl in a dress that was tight down her torso and at the end poofs, in green and yellow with 3/4 sleeves. She was only 15. Her name was Meg.
There was a boy with a family of girls. The girls were Bella 16, Chloe Grace 17, and Nancy Grace 18. The boy's name was Eric Rod.
The girl in the dress's name was Christine.
There were a bunch of witches and warlocks/wizards, a few angels, and some giant fairies. There were also quite handsome young men who knew how to quart courters.
Eric, age 18, said hi to Christine/Meg.. Let's call her CM. She was depressed, now in a red dress, picking at the flowers after an hour on the farm and tidying the house. "My dreamboat CM, we are to all go away on a journey which will cheer you." The man in mystery came to her and successfully was also able to caress her as he did to those around her.
That day came, and CM waited in a gold traveling dress. He came and took her hand and kissed it and looked her in the face. He kissed her on the lips and started to rub her in hopes she'd feel better. Now, they were not romantically related. They just were like friends, except he was years her senior. It was amazing what a difference in age did in their friendship, but CM liked being a young girl.
They were waiting by a river they were to sail down.