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It was perfect stepping stone for her to continue to climb towards her future. The competition was held by a prestigious organization every three years. It attracted both seasoned and promising architects. Some of the most talented names in architecture would be there on the judging panel, as well as competing. The grand prize was alluring enough, but the bigger draw was the opportunity to get recognized and offered a job with the top design firms. Audrey could make her dreams come true if she impressed the judges.

When the time came, Helma and Sophia were soon airborne, bound for Brookville. Mid-flight, Sophia could not resist spilling the latest gossip she'd scooped up on Twitter. "This competition's a big deal, super prestigious. But it's not just about the art—it's big money, too. Local sponsors back it in every country. And get this: this year, it's going viral. Major streaming sites are broadcasting it live." Helma gave a nod, "Not bad at all."

Only a few quietly admired his striking looks, drifting the conversation slightly off-topic. Soon, the awards ceremony was about to begin. Guests started taking their seats. This ceremony was hosted by the Paris Fashion Association. Tiesto and Ella sat down, picking up the real-time translation earpieces on their chairs. With these, everything the host said would be translated instantly into their ears. Other awards were announced quickly, and soon came the most prestigious— the grand champion award. The World Grand Prix is held every four years. The championship isn’t just important to the contestants; fashion companies and national associations all watch closely.

Caroline’s Point of View Staring at the laptop, I sit at my desk; the official announcement of the coming jewelry design contest in Italy blinks in front of me. My fingers hover about the keyboard as I read the details for the tenth time. One of the most prestigious competitions in the industry, conducted globally by one of the oldest and most well-respected jewelry houses, the grand prize is membership with them. But that is not why I am interested—more so with the recognition, not a position there. My new studio is just starting to find its feet, and to win or even just leave a mark in this competition might mean getting my break.

APRIL Excitement buzzed through me as I looked through my application one last time. Competitions were my favorite part of schooling, it had always been so since I was a toddler and nothing changed up till now. We didn’t have much competitions at Enigma, but the few we had were always bloody, students would go to any length to win and one couldn’t blame them because the school always put up pretty amazing cash prizes to be won. This time around, we were gearing up for the Jaw Wars, an annual oratory competition where the winner went home with a ten thousand dollar cash prize, an all expense paid summer trip, and free tutoring sessions.

Even though she was a little slow and somewhat simple-minded, her feelings were straightforward and authentic. However, it could only prove that Luna was a sentimental person and not someone who would start a scene without any reason. He admired that aspect of her but that was it. There was no romantic feeling or whatnot. Andrius did not want to linger on the topic. He switched the topic and asked, “Noir, what do you know about the Grand Medicinal Competition?” “The Grand Medicinal Competition?” Noir put his beer down. He eagerly explained, “It’s actually the biggest event in the medical field. Those who win the top few places earn a huge reputation, making them one of the best doctors in th

L SCIENCE INVENTION COMPETITION. This was one of the biggest science competitions that took place every 1 year. It was always filled with leading scientists and engineers, and those who won the competition got awards and recognition in the tech world and also sponsorships and endorsements. Back then, I had given my spot to Lenora and gave her my project for submission, which earned Lenora a ‘Most Promising’ award and built her reputation. But I wasn’t so stupid anymore; this was my chance to get back what was rightfully mine.

I’m about to say goodbye and make my escape when she speaks again. “There’s a huge Fine Arts Competition coming up in London in three months’ time. The winner gets to have their work published in a huge editorial magazine and they also get to have a gallery exhibition with published works of their choice. Are you interested?” For a moment, I’m stunned speechless. It’s a huge opportunity that anyone would kill for. Not many people get to have these kinds of opportunities this early. “You’re asking me to participate?” I ask in disbelief. She shrugs. “Why not? Usually, I reserve this for the seniors but I think I’ll make an exception this year. So? What do you think?”

I gripped the edge of my seat, barely breathing. "All finalists will also be considered for fifty thousand dollar opportunities through our sponsors, including Nike's Future Designers Internship, CFDA scholarships, and placement programs with Parsons and FIT." She looked out across the crowd, her smile growing wider. "There would be other competitions in sciences and arts, but this is bigger than them all. I want to encourage every single one of you to put in your best work. This is life-changing, and I mean that. Everyone is welcome to enter, no matter your year or your background, and entry is completely free. The application is live right now on the school website. Bulletins have also bee

It was perfect stepping stone for her to continue to climb towards her future. ​ The competition was held by a prestigious organization every three years. It attracted both seasoned and promising architects. Some of the most talented names in architecture would be there on the judging panel, as well as competing. The grand prize was alluring enough, but the bigger draw was the opportunity to get recognized and offered a job with the top design firms. Emma could make her dreams come true if she impressed the judges.