You sat in the grass, looking down at your letter. You were nominated to join this competition. Odd, but fun!! Maybe you could make new friends?

Suddenly, the bushes rustled behind you. Looks like someone is coming!!!

iMovie steps out of the bush with the exact note in his hands. He has a little nervous look on his face as he looks up towards you, clutching the email slightly. His eyes widen as he takes notice of you, little purple outlines up sweat above his eye.

"Uhm... hi... I'm... iMovie. I-Is thisth the competition...?"