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In the eternal battle of principal vs. paperwork, Zoe was actually winning for once. Of course, there was a lot less going on this summer. She didn't want to think about what her desk would look like once the actual school year started again.

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bigdamnprincipal

Zoe looked up at the sound of someone at the door. "Hi there. Can I help you?"

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Anders had had nothing but traumatic experiences the past couple of times he'd had to go into the principal or the dean's office. He was hoping this wouldn't continue his streak. Also? He was going to get through this without saying "Um." He was.

"Hi, Principal Washburn. I was just wondering if a couple of us could set up a Pyramid court in one of the clearings at the campsite. I'd just have to haul the equipment down, and I've got the protective padding and everything. We just need a clear patch of ground, but I didn't want to do it without checking first."

Okay, so the checking first had actually been an afterthought.

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bigdamnprincipal

"I suppose you could," Zoe said cautiously. "But you'll have to explain to me what a Pyramid court is first."

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cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

"It's for a sport." Anders pulled a folded piece of graph paper out of his pocket and showed it to her. "We thought it might be better down there, since it'd hurt less to get tackled into grass than on the gym floor."