Bronislava stood at attention, in line with three of her classmates behind their Headmaster, waiting for his instruction. At his word, she silently and stoically followed behind him into the grandstand, the only expression on her face was that of complacent confidence. She was here for two reasons - to win in her own event and to provide support for her team in their events. No need to make eye contact as she saw that as a friendly gesture, one that was not necessary today, she walked with an air of superiority to the spot Headmaster had selected for them.

Staring straight ahead, she waited for his signal to let everyone know that they had arrived. Bronislava waited for a moment, her head held high, as she was sure everyone's eyes were on them as the walking stick came banging down on the ground, then she took her seat in their designated spot. She directed her eyes to the arena where she knew two of her classmates were to begin the first task, confident of their success.