This is some of dried-blood's literature that he can't submit right now.
My life sucks at the moment. For a start, my “teammates” from last year’s Tournament of the Minds apparently told Kenno that I was behaving badly, for short. Apparently, I shoved Dominique, was rude to Lauren, didn’t contribute as much as I should have, and was a general burden to the team’s overall productivity and worth. All this was only because the start of that year had been particularly harrowing, with an accidental backslap causing a veritable tidal wave of hell for me. Ever had 550 kids chasing you around the school? You haven’t? Lu