Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Bonnie felt a bit confused about what was happening. Unbeknownst to her, the rules for this year’s Art Festival had been. announced while she was asleep.

It was now rehearsal time for the piano competition participants. If Bonnie had not fallen asleep. Yvette would have already Jeft.

“Yve, what do we do now? Have they explained the rules?” Bonnie asked.

Yvette nodded, and Ryan, standing beside her, piped up, “Bonnie, they’ve already told us the festival rules are the same as last year. It’s still a point system. The only difference is that each person can enter four events this year.

Bonnie shook her head, still confused. What a weird rule. Each person can participate in four events? This is redundant because no one’s doing that. Which oddball on the student council thought of this? How unnecessary, she thought.

Bonnie was not the only one thinking this way. Ryan also felt that entering four events was too much; there was no way anyone could win all four. The rule was not logical at all.

“Let’s go. The cafeteria is serving your favorite buffalo wings today,” Yvette said.

Ryan was surprised. He did not expect Yvette to remember what Bonnie liked to eat. Perhaps she was not as cold and unapproachable as people thought.

Bonnie’s mouth started watering. The cafeteria had three delicious dishes: ribs, chicken wings, and the quiche that was only available on Fridays. Getting one’s hands on them depended on luck because they were snatched up fast.

Bonnie was about to get up but thought better of it and sat back down. She had been asleep for so long that she did not even notice her legs were numb.

Bonnie had a miserable look on her face. She

ne was feeling upset because she would not make it in time to get the buffalo wings.

“Yve, my legs are numb. Why don’t you go ahead? I’ll just stay here,” she said, swallowing hard.

but sat back down. Tm not going. I’ll stay here with you,” she said, her tone cold

gave a silly grin. “You’re the best,

was genuine and beautiful, something he could never have. Being

still there made her

hands. The light around her and the piano created a perfect atmosphere. As her fingers fluttered across the keys, a slow, beautiful melody filled the

contestants and

to be fair, her skills were undeniable, even to someone like her who knew

her eyes closed and thought she was enjoying the piano music, so she whispered, “Yve, Ruby’s

her leg and

and explained slowly and calmly, ‘s average. She played the second bar of the

dropped open. Yvette’s critique sounded rather professional. Yvette’s comments even made Ryan turn

quite place it. Once Yvette pointed it out, he understood.

was that Ruby’s playing lacked emotion. She was just showing off her technique, which might fool

from someone who knew nothing about the” piano. Hence, Ryan was certain that Yvette not only knew how to play the piano

a white casual outfit and a baseball cap sitting in the second last row. That man was Zion. He had snuck in to

get a chance to join his studio. He had given Ruby that chance but was

so he turned her down. After that, Ruby tried all sorts of ways to get close to him,

invite him to be a guest speaker. If he refused again, it would not

a prestigious institution with a century-long history. If others caught wind of his constant rejection, it would

Zion dropped by the piano rehearsal on a whim. He wanted to see if Ruby had improved over the past two years. Hearing her play, Zion was disappointed yet again. She still was not playing with

leave but unexpectedly overheard Yvette’s comment as he passed the last

was pleasantly surprised. Someone who could make such