Chapter 522: Third Major Exam Begins

Then she sighed and leaned against the seat, her voice softer now.

"So if Carl was the one who set those exam questions... I believe it. With all my heart. That man could smile sweetly and hand you a loaded minefield like it’s candy."

"That is... oddly accurate," Nnenna muttered.

Ava scoffed. "And don’t even get me started on our own paper. It was not exactly a free ride either. I expected that much, since Carl’s our lecturer, but still..."

She shook her head dramatically.

"I felt like I was walking a tightrope over lava while being judged by a panel of eagles. One wrong move, and boom, flames."

Nnenna grinned. "Sounds about right."

Their chatter continued all the way home, the weight of the exams lifting a little more with every laugh.

"You should go and rest," Ava said firmly as they stepped into the main corridor of the estate. "You haven’t fully recovered yet. So take today and the one day break tomorrow to rest properly."

She gave Nnenna a half glare, half hug kind of look, the kind only a concerned best friend could pull off.

"The next exams are for the two talents," she continued with a groan. "And I still need to work on mine."

both

flew by faster than either of them expected. And soon, the day

near the year one’s dance studio, only to find it bursting with people, all of them practicing frantic last minute routines. The tension in

ponytail as someone nearly elbowed her mid spin. "Let’s go

way across the

grass as they walked, their shoes crunching

began, slipping effortlessly into her gentle but firm voice. "As you already know, whether for year one or any

was calm, but beneath it was the unmistakable tension of someone trying to steady both herself and her

sixty nine is a B, fifty to fifty nine is a C, and anything below that..." she

group fell quiet for

on, her voice a little steadier now. "Listen, even if something doesn’t go the way you planned, don’t panic, especially you Nnenna. I’ve taught you all the year two and year three moves in

looked from face to face, as if willing

talent speak

tips, but time was slipping fast. The signal bell for

Hannah said, tucking her

turned and began walking back toward the competition grounds, shoulders squared,

was about

and echoing like a coliseum built for champions. It stretched wider than most stadiums, with high arched ceilings crisscrossed by elegant beams of seemingly enchanted crystal lights

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