Chapter 3

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Rhys
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What. That girl is competing. I bet this is going to f*king suck. I chuckle to myself. Apparently her name is Iris. Iris.

She's wearing a short mint green outfit, she has her light brown colored hair tied up into a ponytail and she's wearing white skates.

She begins her performance well. "Not too bad." I mutter under my breath as I keep my gaze on her. She gracefully performs every move, no room for a single error.

As she's about to perform an extremely complex move, the entire stadium turns to darkness. Silence. Only the gasps of people are heard. "Iris!" screams a blonde, tall girl while running down to the ice.

I wonder what happened to her. I don't care. It's none of my concern. A man approaches myself and the three other judges beside me. He informed us to follow him as they had discovered something.

They took us to a room with at least 26 televisions which showed footage of almost everything in the stadium. I stayed silent as the man and the other judges gasped.

On the televisions was someone tampering with the cables and controls of the entire stadium, which if done wrong could mean massive trouble. On another one, it showed someone putting drugs into a few contestants bags and lockers.

The televisions showed none other than. Iris.
Well it didn't show her face, but it showed her light brown hair which none of the competitors were even close to having. I watched in silence as the other judges made a decision on what to do.

They've made a final decision. For some reason I'm not informed on what it is. I didn't beg. I never beg for anything. I watch as they take Iris into the back. Tears in her eyes. I wonder what they told her.

After 5 minutes the electricity was back on and the place was lit up again. I had no interest on staying there any longer. I have better things to do.

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