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There was another wave of whispering. I nodded to Tucker. He didn't wait for anyone to calm down or for the whispering to cease. He seemed in a hurry which couldn't be good for him unless he had a very urgent and threatening case to make. If you had ever seen a rap battle, this was as close to it as you could get. I wondered if I should have tried to go first to break him down, I had watch a few rap battle, I thought they were funny but I had never participated to one, I wasn't an orator either and I wasn't in the debate team because they couldn't risk my fainting in a middle of a debate.
All I hoped now so was that Michelle was going to let me do this until the end and that I would be able to enjoy the feeling of having everyone choosing me.
"Silence," Tucker yelled.
He didn't have a microphone but it was all the same. I hated his voice and I hated even more everything coming out of his mouth.
"The captain has been placed in charge not on merit but because of the old hereditary rule. She had never demonstrated any talent as a leader or any battle skills before taking this post and only studied to be a mechanics." He had a look of disdain on his face and despite him making a list of my ineptitude, I still felt that his attitude was going to play in my favor.
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