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Second Best
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Steff walked to the fountain, grabbing her bejeweled laptop out of her bag and checking her varied social media sites. She took a picture of the melting icicles with a duck-lip selfie, posting it to her Facebook "Beautiful, aren't I? Pun intended." She frowned a bit, surprised at her sudden negative emotion, but she's been like that ever since the car crash. She shook her head to clear her mind of that thought and pushed her laptop back into her bag, thinking about the first tournament of the school year. The tournaments that are themed are always the most serious... and the most brutal; the first battle being the bloodiest. Enya was the only friend Steff had on the judging committee, and she knew that Enya would always vote fairly; but most of the people in the committee were brutes, and would vote against whoever they thought was unworthy of living. Most of them were Fire benders, and thus there was never a Fire bender who had to lose his life. Steff grit her teeth as she thought of many different ways that she would like to hurt the Fire-benders. They thought they were the best benders, the only ones who were pure; the little Hitlers.