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... take. There's no way I could be assigned to the lowest class. I looked around the auditorium and saw a variety of emotions on the faces of the other applicants. Some were giggling at me, others whispered to their friends, and a few showed no concern at all. One person, however, was hopping up and down, clapping with amazement in her eyes—Nina. She wore a look that said, 'That's my boy.'
"Please exit the stage so the next applicant can come on," a judge instructed me.
I promptly e ...
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