Emily's POV
The air around me crackled with anticipation as I stood at the starting line of the maze. My boots crunched against the frosty grass, and despite the crisp morning breeze, I felt like I was burning alive. The heat coursed through me relentlessly, threatening to consume my sanity before this challenge even began.
I glanced around, stealing a peek at Monica, who stood a few feet away, surrounded by her entourage of cheerleaders—Gina, of course, leading her minions.
"Better get comfortable losing, Emily," Monica said, her voice cutting through the chatter. She tilted her head, her silver-highlighted eyes narrowing on me. "This challenge might be a bit... advanced for someone like you."
Lila's laughter erupted in my head. "Oh, she's got jokes now? Someone give her a mic and ca
