"Charlotte, could you... maybe give me a different question?" Yolanda Bardot knew some debate rules, but to answer them flawlessly, she'd need at least half a month of review and rote learning.
"Are you trying to negotiate with me?"
Teeth bared, Charlotte looked down upon her with disdain, acting high and mighty--"In this situation, you have no option but to comply!"
Yolanda was scared by Charlotte's domineering air; she was forced to answer with reluctance--"... First we have to announce the argument, then introduce the contestant...then the competition starts..."
"Heh, heh." Charlotte gave a cold chuckle, making derisive comments about Yolanda, "What kind of level is this? You should have gotten a pass in the preliminaries!"
Yolanda sat on the chair with a heavy heart.
So it was this hard to get into the Debate Association. Her dream of running into her idol, Garvin, seemed to be falling apart...
"Tercy Mason, what about you?"
