Alright, so here's another chapter. I'm still having writer's block, but I remembered something. So here it is.

Thanks to Alia Mehra, thirteenth7, and HestiaAbnegation11 for being amazing reviewers!

Grace's POV

Grace thought about the questions Holly had asked her, visualizing the diagram she'd memorized in her head. All of the girls were studying nervously in anticipation for the test they were going to have later. All of them were anxious about it-they'd learned that it might have some bearing on the next elimination. Even the bitch crowd was studying hard-though separately from the rest of the girls, of course.

"The oyster fork is between the fish fork and the shrimp fork, and the red wine glass is to the right of the white wine and champagne glasses, which are lined up next to each other." She said. Holly nodded, without looking at the diagram. That was an area where she had excelled in terms of studying, where Grace was having a bit more trouble. Actually, Holly had excelled in all the areas. Grace had done pretty well, she thought-that was one of the only things she was struggling in, but was finally starting to get.

She thanked Holly for quizzing her, and went back to her study guide. There was a lot in there-most of it she knew, even though there was a lot of stuff that seemed pretty pointless to her, ranging from flower arrangements to Illea's relations with other countries to the proper language to use when drafting something up. She'd spent most of her time on it. She'd skipped out on dancing three of the days during the week so that she'd have more time to study. She wasn't sure if she was in love with Noah, but she knew she wanted to stay, and if she got kicked out, she definitely didn't want it to be over some test.

Riley's POV

Riley noticed many of the girls not eating much lunch, too nervous for their test to eat much. She didn't eat as much as she normally did, but she ate more than many of the other girls. She had less reason to be nervous than some of the girls-she'd learned a lot of this type of stuff in her diplomatic training. Maybe not flower arrangements, or different crowns to wear for different occasions, but many of the things she already knew before she even took Sylvia's lessons. Still, she was nervous. She knew that it had bearing on the next elimination, and that there probably weren't too many more single eliminations before the Elite were announced.

After lunch, all of the girls walked to the room where classes were held together, as they'd been instructed by Sylvia. Where there was normally quiet chatter mixed in with the sound of heels, there was only the sound of heels. Even Colette was quiet-everyone was too busy mentally reviewing everything they could to bother with their normal conversations.

When they walked into the room, they saw the desks had been arranged differently, with privacy screens on the desk so that nobody could cheat. She'd put out name cards, and everyone walked to their seat, silently. Sylvia walked to the front of the class, the tests cradled in one arm.

"Excellent! You will have two hours to complete the test. There will be one break if after one hour, during which time you may stand. You may not talk during this time, however, and you may not leave the room. There is water here so you will not have to leave the room to get any." She said, gesturing at a glass water dispenser with water, ice, and lemon. She looked around the room.

"Any questions?" She asked. Bethany raised her hand.

"Yes?" She asked.

"What if we don't finish in the two hours?" She asked.

"I will take the test from you no matter where you are in it, and the unfinished questions will be given zero points." She said. Surprised, gloomy glances were exchanged all over the room. Sylvia looked around.

"Any more questions?" She asked. Nobody raised their hands.

"Good. I will be expecting silence and good posture like we have practiced. I will make note if you have bad posture or are talking, and will take away points for those things. When I tell you to start, you may flip over your tests and start. From now on, I expect silence." She said, looking around the room significantly. With that, she started walking around the room, handing out tests, face down and pens.

"And...Begin." She said. Riley flipped over her test with the rest of the girls, the sound of rustling paper filling the room before it went dead silent again. She looked at the first question, all the way down to the tenth, which were on the first page, multiple choice. She was glad she'd studied.

Lucinda's POV

Lucinda rolled her eyes in annoyance. Why did she have to do the stupid test? Sylvia should just realize that she was a well mannered two and excuse her from this. These were things she knew, but testing her on them was mean. She knew it, but putting it on a test, she couldn't do it-she just instinctively knew it. It was SO unfair. She sighed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. This wasn't going to be why she was eliminated. She was consoled by the fact some of the girls had studied much less than her-she'd put up a front of barely studying, while studying in her room and making her maids quiz her, and then stay up late to finish her dresses. It'd worked perfectly.

In the end, it was hard, but she was determined. She was going to do well on this thing. If she got second to last, it didn't matter, as long as she wasn't last.

Anastasia's POV

"Tests down." Came Sylvia's voice, ringing through the silent room. The rustling of papers once again filled the room. Anastasia took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She'd finished maybe five minutes before, and had been going through trying to make sure all of her answers were okay. She hoped they were.

"Everyone please bring your tests, with your name on it, up to the front of the room and give it to me with your pen, after which you may go." Sylvia announced. All of the girls stood up, stretching. More than one girl was stumbling around because of a foot that'd fallen asleep. She walked up to the front of the room, handed her test and pen in, and waited for some of the other girls to come out before heading to the Women's Room.

"That was awful!" Exclaimed Sally. All of the other girls, including Anastasia, exclaimed their agreement.

"I know right!"

"It was awful"

"What was the hardest part? It was the flowers and flower arrangements for me." Anastasia said.

"I know, right!" Agreed Shaylienne, "It was so hard. I'm glad it's over now." She said.

"The test is, but the nervousness isn't. We still have to wait until tomorrow to get our scores." Said one of the girls.

So there's another chapter, hope you guys enjoy! Sorry I've been taking forever to update!

HestiaAbnegation11-Thanks! They'll be coming soon

Alia Mehra-Thanks! I'll try, but I'm pretty busy

thirteenth7-Thanks! Skittles do tend to do that.

RQOTD-If you had to go without candy or fruit (excluding chocolate, chocolate is its own separate category,) which one would you choose to keep?

Fruit. My life is nothing without peaches and strawberry gelato.