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His lessons are so informative, enlightening, and entertaining that I feel I’ve grown. In addition to my email, I’d like to inform you of an upcoming major competition in our program. Sebastian Records is looking for new artists to sign with them, and they will be accepting students from Whitlock and our rival school, St. Agatha Music Academy. I’m participating in this contest, and if I win, I’ll finally be a professional composer! I’ll give it my all. Please send me your best wishes. Yours sincerely, Anya “Say, Anya,” Lora inserts after I hit send. “Have you asked your benefactor to meet with you?”

Gen said. “I’m all ears!” I said. “Well, remember your entry you wrote on your journal?” she asked. “Which?” I asked her, unsure of which she was talking about. There were many poems in that book hand written by me. “Let me tell a love story.” she answered. “Yeah, what about it?” I asked. “Don’t freak out but Britney submitted your entry to a competition hosted by one of her I*******m followers. It gained recognition and you’ve been given an opportunity to publish for one of the biggest Poet association in America!!” she announced.

The lady passed off the papers and it got to me. I racked my brain as I tried to read the several topics. They seemed so out of my league. I looked up at Jared for, panic in my eyes. Even though he hadn’t faced me to speak, I knew he was talking to me and I calmed a little. “I’m here to help and you’re here to help us. We will be putting a lot of heads together to come up with papers the judges have never seen before.” “The actual contest is not till the end of the semester but there’ll be regular meetings before then.”

Jacob remarked. “We’re already here. I want to hear what else they have to say,” Arda replied. “Alright,” Karina agreed. “Whatever you want,” Jacob said, sounding reluctant, but Arda ignored him. Surprisingly, so did Karina. “Anyway,” the woman continued, “we’ve set up a website for this contest. Go online, fill out the form, and upload a picture of your mark. This is now an online competition. Include your bank details, and our team will verify your submission. Winners will be announced on the site, and prizes will be sent directly.”

] Another message followed immediately. [Luxury accommodation. Fully paid trip. National livestream exposure. Final winner receives a publishing contract worth $1,000,000.] Winona stared at the screen suspiciously. Before she could process it, her best friend Ava called. “Tell me you got the invite too!” Ava shouted excitedly. “This thing is blowing up online right now. They’re inviting writers, actors, gamers, influencers, all kinds of people.” “You seriously think this is real?” “I think your boyfriend just ruined your mental stability and the universe is compensating you,” Ava replied.

I said. He nodded and then reached into the bag he was carrying. He pulled out a folded piece of paper and held it out to me. I took it and unfolded it. It was a flyer, printed on good paper, not the kind people made on a home printer. It had a photo of a large open gallery space at the top and bold text underneath. ARTISTS CONNECT. ANNUAL ART EXHIBITION AND COMPETITION. I read further down. It was an open competition for artists at any level. You submitted a piece or a series of pieces. A panel of judges reviewed them. There were different categories—Painting, sculpture, mixed media, digital.

This book is also competing in the GN Under the Moonlight Writing Contest, and any comments, gems, coins, and views you give this book will help me in this contest. To leave a review, simply click anywhere on this page to reveal three dots in the upper-right corner. Just choose 'About This Book,' and it will take you to the main page, where you can leave your review. This will mean a lot to me! And don't forget to drop us some gems if you enjoyed and loved this story as a farewell gift to our lovely terrible couple. Thank you again for sharing this journey with me, lovelies! It was a wonderful ride! #JoshuaAndAliceSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M 💜💜💜

Sometimes the guys can be a bit too much but Miss Johnson is always there to keep them in check. Once the class had settled down, we sat eagerly waiting for the day to begin. I was nervous about my essay because I wrote it out of my crush and desire for someone that is forbidden. "As you all know, the essay that you have written has to be submitted today. If you haven't completed that essay yet, you have plenty of time in class. This essay is part of the competition and it counts towards your grade. When you win the competition, it will be in a local magazine in a column that is catered for creative writing essays and that will also help you into getting into selected colleges." she announce

I'll be posting prompts for story openings based on our ongoing contests, successful outlines and designs, and if you are up for it, take it and write it out~ Come back to me with your own story and I have contracts to offer~ (well, if you already have a senior editor with GN, go to them :P -------