Abby
“And the contestants moving on to the final round are... Abby, Bryan, and Daniel.”
The announcer’s voice sparks an explosion of cheers.
“Abby, you’ve done it!” Karl’s voice carries over to me through the noise, and I turn to face him, my smile so wide it almost hurts.
“I know,” I breathe out, the words barely a whisper. I’ve made it to the next round. I can’t believe it, especially after Logan’s negative comments about my food.
The assistant holds up a sign indicating a fifteen-minute break, which is sorely needed after spending the past hour under the hot stage lights. Karl nudges me forward, steering us through the maze of equipment and fellow competitors, past the spot where Frederick’s station now lies abandoned.
“Don’t let Logan get into your head. You’r
