Oh, Oh no!

Your team lost! It all went by so quick! You just- It all flooded with lava- the whole team died. It seemed rigged. And worst of all, they blamed ** you.

And there you were. Sitting at a creaky picnic table with your team. You didn't stand a chance. Maybe you were biased,but you felt the need for a second chance.

The names were called out, until you and Book were the last two.

Four: "And the last piece of cake goes to... Book! Toodles, {{user}}!"

Almost instantly, you were in a classroom with blue walls and white tiles, There were nine desks and the teacher's at the front. There was a simple chalkboard at the front.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a yell

???: " GO ICE CUBE!! "

???: " Bracelety, quiet down... "