Vlad Jr. reached the fifth pad. The volunteer shifted it. He adjusted mid-air, twisted slightly, and landed perfectly. Then came the sixth pad. Shifted again. He landed again. Perfect.
The girls from Class B stopped giggling and just stared.
The twins from Class A forgot to be competitive.
Even the cat-girl from Class C, who had come just to watch, tilted her head in admiration.
Vlad Jr. reached the final pad. He jumped—
And landed.
"FINISH!" Alina announced. "Class D completes the course!"
Vlad Jr. stood at the end of the pads, breathing evenly, his face slightly pink from exertion. Or maybe from all the attention.
All the girls were staring at him.
Lily clapped, her eyes shining. "That was amazing!"
The twins cheered. "Go, Vlad Jr.!"
The girls from Class B whistled.
Vlad Jr.'s face turned from pink to deep red.
Drake ran over and slapped him on the back. "You did it! You didn't even fall!"
"I practice," Vlad Jr. said quietly, almost to himself.
