Riley's POV
"Maya! Help me!" I shrieked.
"What's it this time?" Maya asked.
"Talent show. Letter to see if I passed the auditions. Scared. Help please."
"Oh, you got a letter, from them. How come I didn't get one?" Maya asked.
"Because I've got your's here, because I stole it, because I didn't want you oppening it without me." I replied.
"Riley, you've known me your whole life. Do you really think I'd do anything without you when it means so much to you?"
"No." I sighed. "Just open it, please."
"All right."
She opened the stiff, golden envelope, and found five bits of paper.
"Okay, so, this one's the letter. It says,
'Congratulations! You have made it past the first round, and will need to come to the gym on Friday afternoon, for another trial, as well as to see which judge you'll be with.
The competition is measured in groups of age and skill, so there will be a few rounds against other people in your group, and then one overall round against the winners of each age group.
Before each round, you will be given 4, 5 or 6 tickets, depending on how many people you want to watch your performances.
Thank you for auditioning, please check the other sheets for which skill level you are placed in.' All right, lets find the age level 11 to 15." Maya said.
We looked, and saw Maya had been placed in the skill level 5, the expected age level for her. So had Zay. Then there were Farkle and me, who'd been placed in the skill level 1, which was supposed to be the age for 5-7 year olds.
"Yay, I got through!" I said excitedly.
"Riley, you're against five year olds, way down in John Quincy Adams kindergarten, and you're in the high school now." Maya said.
"Why do the kindergarten, high school, middle school and college all share the same name, just with kindergaten, high, middle school, and college at the end?"
"That's because all the schools are linked. And anyway, the university is called New York University, and the college isn't called John Quincy Adams, its something else."
"Then how come kids from the college and university can compete in the higher age group?"
"Because the jugdes are from there, but they used to go to John Quincy Adams high." Maya answered.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I had to do something for the arts page on our school website, and it mentioned something about the talent competition there." Maya said.
"Okay, well, we've got to go to the gym on Friday, then, so what do we do now?" I asked.
"Well, I've got some art stuff to do, but I'll meet you at Topanga's later, right?" Maya said.
"Yeah, actually that's great, since there's some stuff I need to do." I said, and rushed off before Maya could ask me what. Because it was all part of my surprise plan.