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Ductus exemplo!” Ductus exemplo, the school’s motto. Something like ‘lead by example’ in Latin. Why did school mottos always have to be in dead languages? Grinning at the crowd one last time, Nicole took her seat and beamed at me, the cheering still almost deafening japanese as Scott tried to quiet it down. “Not bad.” I commented, giving her a golf clap. “Not bad? I fucking nailed it.” Nicole replied. It was true – it wasn’t even her words, but how she said them. Nicole could give a speech to the National Association of Paraplegics and still get them out of their seats. As Scott quieted down the crowd, he introduced Jeff Swanson, who walked slowly by us. “Don’t bother.” he told Nicole. “You’re in way over your head. You need to be more than a popular slut to be a president, Nicole.” Nicole was unmoved. “Flectere si nequeo superos, acheronta movebo.” She told him, in what I presume was more Latin. He rolled his eyes and walked to the podium, readying his speech, as Nicole turned back to me. My eyes never left attempting burning a hole in the back of Jeff’s head. What was it about these situations that made everyone so awful? “So, you prepared this time?” Nicole winked at me. “Yeah, I think so.” I nodded, turning back to her. “It’s basically just why I think I’d be a good VP, right?” “Yup! No required. I made sure of it.” “Hey, I’m decent with a . I just forgot about it the first time.” I defended myself. “And you’re telling me you wouldn’t have forgot about it this time too?” Nicole playfully prodded me. “Fuck off,” I chuckled. I didn’t want Nicole to see me sweat, but on the inside, I was definitely nervous. We sat, not talking, as Jeff finished his speech and got an applause, though it Hardcore wasn’t nearly as big as Nicole’s. I started breathing deeply to prepare for my inevitable time in the spotlight. “And of course,” Mr. Scott began, taking back the microphone, “behind every good president is a good vice president that helps them manage the council. This year, we have Matt Schneider running alongside Jeff Swanson…” A polite round of applause rang through the crowd. japan “…and Adam Watson running alongside Nicole Baker.” The applause for me may as well have not existed. Instead a sea of murmurs and concerned whispers crashed ashore of the stage, darkening my face with the knowledge of an impending squall. I have a tendency to go all Jack Kerouac when I’m worried, and Nicole didn’t have to hear my inner poet to understand the lack of applause concerned me. “Don’t worry, hotshot.” she assured me, grabbing my hand and squeezing it. “They’re just fetish confused that such a lil’ one is running.” She let go of my hand and ruffled my hair. “You’re gonna do great. The asian people love you. 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