Cara's pov
“Thank you Dylan and Wanda for the excellent presentation.” Ms. Mitchell, my fashion design professor applauded as the two students stepped away from the front of the class.
My hands held tightly around my notebook when she called up the next duo, my heartbeat thumping because I knew I and my partner were up after.
The jitters I felt wasn't because I was unprepared rather it was just due to the natural anxiety everyone had the moment before something of huge importance happened.
I was nervous as f**k and rightly so because the project presentation wasn't just any presentation but a crucial determinant for my GPA as a fashion design pregraduate. Failing the presentation would mean a repeat year.
One I couldn't afford the money or time for.
Out of my corner eye, I noti
