ANDREW'S POV:
I sat down.
Oliver nudged me. "That was very good," he said quietly.
"Thank you," I said.
Across the aisle I could see Amelia. She was looking at the surface of the table in front of her but she was not taking notes. Just thinking. The way she thought when something had landed and she was deciding what to do with it.
I had landed something.
She was going to do something with it.
I was glad.
I would not have wanted to win because the other side ran out of arguments. I wanted to win because my argument was better than a genuinely strong opposition. If Amelia was recalculating it meant I had made her recalculate. That was the only type of winning that counted.
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AMELIA'S POV:
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"My colleague on the affirmative made an argument that I want to address directly," I said. "He said that when people break unjust rules, they replace them with better rules. And he is right. They do. But I want to ask something. What made them break the rules in the first place?"
I looked at the room.
"Not another rule. There was no rule that told them the rule was wrong. There was a feeling. A feeling of injustice. A feeling that the thing being done was wrong even when the law said it was acceptable. Rosa Parks did not sit in the front of that bus because a different rule told her to. She sat there because something inside her said no. Not today. Not anymore. That was a feeling. And that feeling changed a law. And that law changed a country."
I paused.

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