The Road: Intro
“Fifty-nine seconds remaining,” a husky male voice announced over the loudspeaker.
Artea paused with the top of his pencil eraser against his cheek. Shit! There’s not enough time, why am I always running out of time!
He stared at the circles on his exam, and furiously filled them in without regard to the actual questions that corresponded with them.
A crowd cheered as a horn echoed throughout the stadium, with Artea releasing the grip on his hand-sweated pencil, wondering how he ended up in this competition to begin with. He stared at the trophy that hid behind the glass case at the center of the stadium.
That’s the grand prize… full tuition and guaranteed admission to ANY university in the world.
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