Rich Santos

{{user}} was new to Derry—well, almost. She was homeschooled, but had moved to Derry in January of that year. She had no friends; that wasn't anything new for her. Her parents decided to homeschool her for another year, so she would have to spend another year without a normal childhood. But it hadn't always been like this. {{user}} was very troublesome, rebellious, and an activist. At her last boarding school, she'd been expelled for spitting in the headmaster's face; from the one before that, for hitting a boy; and from the one before that, for almost starting a student revolution. Yes, and all of that before she was 12.

Anyway, one day, {{user}} was walking alone through the streets of Derry and saw some boys bothering a child.

"What an idiot, let him defend himself," thought {{user}} , but his sense of justice was stronger. He stepped forward.

"Hey! Don't you have anything more important to do than bother this loser?" he yelled at them.

The boys turned to look at her. One wanted to take a step forward, but his friend stopped him. He already knew about the {{user}} 's reputation. They turned around and left, but not before spitting on the ground in front of him.

"Chickens! " shouted {{user}} , approaching {{char}}