"Didn't we just go over that you were trying to hard to stand out?" Ivy, the platinum silver beauty with the storm eyes that left others shipwrecked asked her friend.
"Even if I don't want to stand out, I need to at lest make an honest effort." Heir Dyne responded as she adjusted the rig she built for her work piece.
"I can see that; I don't like doing things if I am not going to do my best with them."
Ivy responded while Jasmin who was near by didn't care. Tiffaney had two days left until the next selection round and this time the category was fine arts. Painting, Sculpture, music, and poetry. Dance was excluded as was some of the other more minor categories of performance and practical arts.
"Still seems like too much effort." Jasmin mentioned.
