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"Oh, look. It's a toothpick!"

I watch as a guy steps up to a girl with long black hair and pushes her to the ground.

"Whatcha gonna do? Huh?" The boy asks.

"Leave my alone!" The girl whimpers.

"Oh! I'm soooo scared!" The boy looks back at his buddies. I step in and walk right up to him.

"Why don't you pick on some one your own size." I state, crossing my arms. He whips around. "Oh, you mean like you?" He asks smugly, flicking my left pigtail.

"It isn't wise to pick a fight with some one stronger than you." I retort.

"Who's stronger than me? Not you, I know." He says, bowing up to throw a punch. He swings and I catch his fist. His eyes widen.

"Like I said, it's not wise."I squeeze his fist together with one hand. He winces and falls to his knees.

"I can break them if you'd like to keep picking on people. Soiled hands are easily breakable." I state, squeezing harder. He whimpers in pain.

"Mercy, Mercy!" He pleads. I release his fist.

"Fight your own battles, toothpick!" One boy yells.

My ears zone in and connect with my eyes. I whip around and glare at a short blondy in the bully's posse. His eyes widen and he backs away.

"Bloody Blond." I mumble. I turn back around to the victim. I offer her my hand.

"Are you okay?" I ask. She nods shyly. I hoist her up and brush her off.

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Watashi wa Aoi desu. Arigato gozimasu." She states in foreign tongue, bowing.

I realize that she just spoke Japanese. "Dou itashi mashite." I respond to her. Your welcome is what I said.

Her eyes widen. "iie, nihongo wo hanasemasen. Watashi wa nihongo ga heta desu." I said: No, I don't speak Japanese. I'm bad at Japanese. "Eigo wo hanase masu ka?" I said: Do you speak English? "Almost fluently." She says. "Good." I say.

"So your name is Aoi?" I ask.

"Hai." She states.

That means yes.

"You don't seem that bad at Japanese." She says.

"Oh, sorry, I'm Victoria. You can call me Tori." I introduce.

"Hajimemashite." She bows again, saying: Nice to meet you.

"Wassup lil' red?" I hear Marcus call.

"Just dealing with some trash." I state, looking back at him.


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