School day was the same and this time, it was only three weeks before the competition. Nothing can be more nerve-wrecking than the thought of that. I normally get nervous when we have exams on Biology but this time, I wasn’t and it may be because of the more intense feeling I was getting for the contest and they were all transmitted to that event leaving none for the exams.
I wasn’t really satisfied with the results by the end, but it wasn’t a fail score either. It was more like a so-so result. It made me feel like I should have done more—better.
On my way to the cafeteria, Tyler pulled me back by the wrist just as I stepped out of the building. Tyler never met me himself, so I was a little surprised that he was seeing me himself. “Captain,” I called.
“Meet me in our studio today after
