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.

down. Tm not going. I’ll stay here with you,”

a silly grin. “You’re the best,

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

and Ryan still there made her secretly happy. Soon, she would

her and the piano created a perfect atmosphere. As her fingers fluttered across the keys, a slow, beautiful melody

intimidate the other contestants and make

personality was not great, to be fair, her skills

she was enjoying the piano music, so

and turned to look at

the second bar of the first section and the third bar of the second section wrong. There was no feeling in

critique sounded rather professional. Yvette’s comments even

earlier, but could not quite place it. Once Yvette pointed it out, he understood. It was not just about

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

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

baseball cap sitting in the second last row. That man was Zion. He had snuck

his studio. He had given Ruby that chance but was not very impressed with her piano playing.

practically a joke, so he turned her down. After that, Ruby tried all sorts of ways to get

years to invite him to

century-long history. If others caught wind of his constant rejection, it would not look

a whim. He wanted to see if Ruby had improved over the past two years.

while, Zion was about to leave but unexpectedly overheard Yvette’s comment as

pleasantly surprised. Someone who could make such an assessment must really know the piano