Anastasia’s POV
I’m sure it’s not Lia, she’s not here, right? And when I saw her face, it was the woman in a high bun and red lipstick, an earlier giving me a broad grin.
“You sure you’ll compete? You’ll surely get eliminated in the first round, girl, you look so weak.” She commented, obviously annoying me.
She rolled her eyes before walking to her seat I guess.
I shrugged and ignored what she said. Programming is not boxing or any sport that requires physical strength. It’s a battle of the brain dealing with logic, and I’m sure I’m not weak in this field.
I went to my chair and sat on it waiting patiently for the masters of the ceremony to start.
I looked at the audience area and saw Miss Moore and Tyler sitting there and smiling at me. I smiled back.
I roamed my eyes hoping to
