"What are you thinking about, Hera? I've called you several times, but you didn't respond," someone suddenly tapped her shoulder and asked.
Hera snapped out of her thoughts and saw Kerry standing there.
"Ms. Lane, what's up?" she asked.
With a canvas bag hanging on her shoulder and hands on her baby bump, Kerry seemed to have approached her on purpose.
"I finally found you! Here. These are a few speech drafts I selected for you. Take a look and see which one you prefer," Kerry said, taking out a stack of papers from her bag.
The drafts were in both Jadonish and Terranish with many annotations on them. Kerry's meticulous preparation was evident in every detail.
Hera pushed her lunchbox aside and glanced at the papers in confusion.
"The top ten Belles will be revealed tonight. You're currently one of the top contenders in Class K. You're definitely securing a spot in the top ten," Kerry cheered enthusiastically.
"Now, let's gear up for the final speech contest and memorize your speech beforehand. Aim for that Belle title, and let's showcase the best of Class K at the academy's anniversary celebration!"
Hera wanted to clarify that she hadn't signed up. But when she checked the school forum, she saw her photo and name listed as the first among the nominated girls.
"Thank you, Kerry," Hera reluctantly accepted the speech drafts.
"You're welcome. Take them back and have a look. Drop by my office after school. I'll teach you Terranish recitation. I can also give you extra tutoring over the weekend. Let's polish your speaking skills before next week's speech contest!" Kerry said confidently.
"No need. Actually, I—"
"Hey, are you Gino's sister?"
Just as Hera was about to decline, she was interrupted by a young boy.
The boy looked to be about seven or eight years old. He was wearing the Cavenridge Elementary School uniform. He was sweating profusely, out of breath from running.
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