Talent Exams II

So, where was I? Ah yes, so I couldn't hear if my number had been called. My dad waded through the crowd to ask somebody if my number was moving onto the next round of exams. It was! I was very excited and a little giddy, as happy people tend to be.
Next day we did a pen and ink comic to a well known fairy tale about a magical porridge pot. Then we pasteled a complicated still life. We had to experience the same anxiety as the day before to see if we moved on to round three. this time I heard the man clearly when he called my number. The thirteen kids remaining and I had to write a short essay and take a test on basic knowledge. Afterwards we collected our portfolios and left. While leaving it was strange to think that either I was leaving that building for the last time or the first of many times.
I get a letter sometime this week teling me if I got in or not. I'm kinda nervous about it.
Thanks for reading!