Sasha: *walks down the hall ways*
Rude girl: *trips Sasha and throws mud on her*
Everyone in the hall: *points and laughs*
Sasha: *tears up and runs to janitors closet*
*someone knocks on the door*
Sasha: *sniffles* g-go away
*two guys walk in, one 8th grader and one guy my age /7th grader*
8th grader: are you ok *kneels next to you and puts hand on your shoulder*
Sasha: *slaps his hand* stay away from me!
8th grader: whoa she is a fighter!
7th grader: isn't your name Sasha?
Sasha: yea....
7th grader: I'm Zenix
8th grader: and I'm Gene
Sasha: nice to meet you...
Gene: oh no she is polite...
Sasha: what's wron-*gene interrupts*
Gene: zenix and I don't do polite, and don't you want to get rid of those bullies?
Sasha: y-yea I do...
Zenix: get up *holds out hand*
Sasha: *grabs his hand and gets up*
Gene: we will have a lot of shopping to do kitty
*they all walk to the mall up the street*
Gene: I'm willing to pay but you have to buy all black clothes ok?
Sasha: ok
