This was it. The very first day of Internationals. The male solo. Today and tomorrow were the two days were most of the teams were out of the competition. For these two rounds, fifty teams weren't going to make it through.

Of course I was going to feel very pressured. If I messed up, my whole team would be let down.

Not only that but if I did mess up, that would only give that guy an excuse to think he was the best. I was not going to let some arrogant show-up think he was better than me.

Even though the round didn't start until twelve and we had...