It's going to be okay, Isabella. Yeah right. Everything's going to be okay. The whole world's counting on you. Pfft! The WHOLE world? Yeah. And you're going to do just fine. Now, pick up that mike and face the audience. I can't. Pick it up. No. Isabella- I swallow, and then steal a glance at the people behind me. My classmates, my teachers, my family-I take a deep breath. And then I exit the stage.