Icy's POV::

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I just got out of school. I won't talk about it, because I know nobody cares about that. Book let me walk home today, which is cool, I guess. She's protective of me and it's really weird. . . I am not her child. Under normal circumstances, I would consider this grooming. But that's just me trying to get her in trouble, I guess. Um, oh, yeah. Match stopped me for a private conversation. She's really cool. I really look up to her and pencil. Even if they're kind of bitchy. They're the only people I really like to talk to. Anyways, yeah, she stopped to talk to me. She told me that I'm not doing very well for the team. . . Rude. I think I'm doing alright.

"icy. you like, seriously need to step it up. you're doing nothing, and you're gonna be out next if you don't start doing something." she shouts. I don't think she's necessarily wrong, just passionate about this.
". . .I think I'm doing fine."
"sure. if you want to get eliminated, you can not take my advice. fine."

. . .sigh. this started to happen every day. Again, she's not wrong in her way of thinking, but it's getting old fast. One day in specific, though, she said something wildly different. . . as a way to motivate me, hopefully. Upon hearing her, I genuinely fell to the floor. . . what the actual fuck. that's horrible. . . maybe she's right.

"icy. we need to talk, in the van."
"huh..? oh, alright."
"you're not fixing what you're doing wrong, and I think your best course of action is. . . well, it's best. and it'd be better for the team."
". . .go on?"

. . .yeah, maybe she's right. better for the team. I'll go, um. . . sit in that.

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