If you ask, yes, I got acepted at advanced classes of the academy. It was the second class when the teacher said that for september just ten of us would stay at the class. Just the best ones...
Just the best ones will have the most important part of this special preparation.
The days before that I was feeling so confident. To be in the advanced group should mean that I'm good, I'm getting high scores, right? I thought the hardest part was about enter in the group. Now I discover that we have to still fighting to stay.
(The same day, at night)
I read what I wrote some hours ago. It sounds dramatic, right? I don't know, looks like The Hunger Games. Maybe this are our version of the hunger games: you must fight for studying the profession what you want.
Author's note
This chapter was so fast of writing! Would you like to name the girl of the story?
- A.
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Short Story"I found a notebook and I'm afraid to see what's inside..." By: antactic_princess No copy or adaptation is allowed. All rights reserved.
