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od morning, lovelies." She said walking toward Emma and pecking her on the forehead. "You look beautiful my baby girl." She looked at Chelsea and her smile dimmed. "Chelsea, why are you dressed like that?" She asked, moving her finger up and down and pointing at her attire in disapproval. "Nothing. Mother." Chelsea squeezed out and gathered her things, grabbed a snack, and headed out without waiting for her mother's next words. She didn't have it in her to ride with them to the destination the test was being held that morning. It seemed an arduous journey, as getting there meant she had to take two buses at two different bus stops and trek for a while. But she was determined to reach her destination, so she persevered, even while she felt a bundle of nerves in her stomach. As she got on the last bus which was going to take her to her destination, a young lady held an art magazine featuring Emma's works. Chelsea got even more nervous as she thought of the test and going up against Emma if she made it to the final round. She took deep breaths to calm her nerves."Are you okay?" The young lady asked."Uuh... Yes, yes I am. Just a bit nervous." Chelsea forced a smile.The lady caught a glimpse of the NAE candidate ID around Chelsea's neck and asked, "Is it because of the test?" "What?" "Sorry, I sort of figured it'd be the reason for your nervousness because of the candidate ID you have there." The lady explained so as not to come off as creepy. She smiled, "I'm Vanessa." She said, stretching out a hand for a handshake. "Chelsea. Nice to meet you." Chelsea replied and took the outstretched hand. Vanessa looked at her with kind, cheerful eyes. Her demeanor overall had a calming effect on Chelsea. Chelsea moved slightly in her seat, smiling. "Well, you got it right. I have been a bit of a nervous wreck since yesterday thanks to the test." Vanessa turned to look at her seriously, "Do you know Emma Willow's Monique painting?" "Yes," Chelsea replied unable to understand where the conversation was headed."Are you confident you can pull off something like that?" "Of course, I can." "Can you try to make something better than Monique?"Chelsea hesitated, the said Monique of Emma's was Chelsea's work. Emma was talented as an artist and had the crowd on her side, but more than half of her famous works were Chelsea's. Chelsea smiled, more confident, "I sure can." If she could create Monique then she could do better. As Chelsea arrived at the building the test was being held, she found a long line of fellow candidates outside. The first roun