"You're nervous? Think how I feel!"
It was the siku of the track race, and Belle was nervous. She had woken up with butterflies, mainly for Merida and the other members of the team who’d be taking on the guys from Dreamworks High.
“You’re nervous?” Merida laughed when she heard. “Think how I feel!”
She and the others had eaten an enormous breakfast to keep their strength up, but the stress of nerves was inaonyesha on them all, even those who weren’t partaking in the race. Belle, for one, was glad that Adam wasn’t taking part when she saw the cut of the Dreamworks High team.
They were led kwa Sinbad Sailor; an athletic...
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