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I think I really sold it with the ‘m’ sound. My heart began pounding even harder than others. My nervousness, surprise at everyone’s kindness, past stress and lack of preparation were welling up from indian within me. I could tell, I was going to cry. How lame would that be? Yes sir, vote for the crying dolt. I had to take some edge off. I needed some sort of release, a joke or something. I breathed once, and again. “My fellow Americans…” I started, earning a chuckle from the crowd. Well, that was it, filled my joke quota. I needed to follow that up with something serious. I passed the mic to my brain as I began to freestyle, not knowing the words coming out of my own mouth. “The people of this school… are something special.” I began, not knowing why I said that or where it came from. “During my campaign over the last week, I’ve been asking you what needs fixing, what’s wrong with the school. But I’d like to take some time and tell you what’s right with it. About a minute ago, I was in that chair, on the verge of a panic attack.” My arms were visibly shaking, and Phil’s eyes were going back and forth, not knowing where this was going. Matt got up from his chair and practically ran to my side. “Hey man, you don’t have to do this. If you’re not okay, you can skip the speech.” he whispered, concerned. I used him coming up to my side to my advantage and pointed to him. “But thanks to this guy, Thanks to Matt and Megan Schneider, I’m okay. They saw I Non Nude was not okay, and without even really knowing me, without giving it a second thought, they made sure I was okay.” I was still shaking. I wasn’t sure, but I think a single tear was falling from my eye. What a wimp, I scolded myself. I was crying in front of the whole school. I felt lame beyond the limits of lame. “A school where people do that is a school I want to represent.” I heard coming out of my mouth. “In the past, I’ve been at schools where people will just as gladly take your lunch money or leave you with a bruise as say hi. I signed up for student council, because thanks to you all, this is a school worth representing.” There was a large pause. It was clear I wasn’t done, Latina but I felt the pause was necessary. A second tear was now rolling down from my second eye, despite me telling my inner self to get a grip. Unlike other speeches, no one was saying a word in the crowd. My speech had silenced them. “If you vote for me as your grade 9 rep, I can’t promise that I will fix every single thing you’ve told me. But I remember them, every single thing you’ve told me. And I can promise that I will fight like hell to make this school worthy of its students. If you guys can show me this strongly why you deserve the best, then you bet I will do anything I can to make sure this school becomes like its students – the best in the world.” It took Phil what felt like two whole minutes to stop half the crowd from continuously applauding as Matt helped me back to my seat. My hands were buried in my face now, and I wasn’t happy or confident to admit it, but I was now bawling my eyes out. They were all prepared for much worse. Lil asked Mike if he was still talking to Melanie and if they were still friends. “It was awful Silv! Then just as I was about to start to slowly run my shaft in the radio sprang to life. "She’s a lot stronger than she Non Nude looks" thought Johnny as the sensation continued, and suddenly there was nothing at all. “She probably knows already anyways.” "Oh, my Gawd David," She says in amazement. This would take a bit over an hour. “No, you need to be careful. I took my hand from her breast and reached down but she quickly snatched and moved it back again. Vickie gently shook Tina's shoulder as she ask. I smiled to myself and slowly kept walking. As I lay down on the bed with them, those thoughts faded away quickly. Why wouldn’t she believe that Shelly didn’t know? “It’s because fear is what makes people ‘good,’” Willowbud said beside me after I’d vocalized the thought, “and when cattle are in a herd, they no longer fear Latina the wolf.” I kept watching her out of the corner of my eye, indian but I didn’t make any kind of moves. We need to figure out how to win without conflict."