RYDER
I'm tormented.
That's the only way to describe my state of mind.
The first game of the tournament has arrived and my head is everywhere but here, in this rink. I have this feeling deep inside of me that I won't do well. I'm distracted. I hardly paid attention to anything Coach said earlier on, and I won't even mention how bad my relationship with the team is.
Everything went to s**t in a matter of days. I can't even believe I've gotten to this point. Aria thinks I'm a lying scumbag. Most of my teammates now know about my relationship with her thanks to how I lost my temper. Hawke is here, in the rink, sporting the bruises I gave him and watching me with a quiet defiance in his eyes.
It's all so f****d.
We're playing against White Fur, a team we've never lost to. It's suppos
