and started slapping him in the face. ‘What’s my name? What’s my name?’ She screamed at him, ‘Lucinda, Lucinda’ he cried back, ‘Mommy’ he screamed through the slaps. She let him up. ‘That’s right, and don’t you or any of you EVER forget it!’ She walked away, refusing to show how injured she was.”
“Well, life after that point was interesting. For the most part she was left alone, but in the fourth grade, where she was out with the older kids, she did the same thing, only to a sixth grader. It took more than one battle. Now this isn’t to say Lucinda never lost a fight, she lost plenty, however it can truly be said that if you thought she looked bad, you should see her opponent. Soon people stopped fighting her because even when they won, they lost.” He finished his beer. Before he could ask, another beer was already there.
“Then came high school. As a seventh grader, she immediately challenged the alpha bully, Marcus Dragonbreath, to a fight. He was in the highest grade in high school, tenth grade, and very athletic. This didn’t scare her. This fight was brutal, more brutal than any fight she had been in before. Because not only did she have to fight him, she had to fight his sycophant cronies. She was left badly beaten, but did gain some respect, considering it was three on one. But she didn’t let it sit there. Throughout the year, she trapped the two cronies and pounded the crap out of them to the point that they abandoned Marcus. Finally, she cornered him and goaded him into a fight that everyone could see. One—on—one, he didn’t stand a chance. She beat him quite easily, easier than anyone had imagined. Now she was the alpha bully. But she did things differently than he did. She would not pick on the weaker students; she only picked on the athletes, the rich kids, and the other gangs. When asked why not go for the easy money, she made it clear and simple. ‘Any coward can pick a fight they know they can win. You want to prove your worth, pick a fight with someone bigger than you and better than you. Only then will you get better. That’s how I was able to defeat Marcus so easily. He spent all his time picking on those he knew couldn’t fight back, so when he got a real challenge, he got his butt whipped. Now I catch any of you picking on the weaker students, you will answer to me, and regret it.’” He cleared his throat.
“The funny part now was everything ran a lot smoother. She didn’t allow people to disrupt classes, the weak picked on the weak and the strong picked on the strong. She never asked for money, but didn’t refuse homage. Those that did pay her were allowed to be seen with her, which was often enough to keep bullies away. And through it all, no one made fun of her eyes.”
“Then one day, a new student entered the school. He was tall, strong, handsome, and became her nemesis. As she set the tone for the bullies, he set the tone for the protectors. He was Obidaan Grailann. Yes, he spent the last two years at her school, but he was a good person, who broke up fights, protected the weak, and tore into gangs that didn’t see things Lucinda’s way. They would often meet, sometimes on the same side, often against each other. For you see, Obidaan wouldn’t let her pick on anyone, regardless of size, means, or ability. He was also the first person who did not shun her eyes. If anything he ignored them and treated her normal. She liked that, a lot. She had a great respect for him even a longing for him, and would often back down from fights, but made it look as though she wasn’t interested in what he was protecting. Still they did clash a few times. You would have to say that their fight record was even, neither able to get the other to yield. She loved him from afar but knew it couldn’t be. Not that she didn’t try either. Obidaan turned her down early and often. Still, the unrequited love for him was there. Finally, Obidaan graduated; he’s a year
“Well, life after that point was interesting. For the most part she was left alone, but in the fourth grade, where she was out with the older kids, she did the same thing, only to a sixth grader. It took more than one battle. Now this isn’t to say Lucinda never lost a fight, she lost plenty, however it can truly be said that if you thought she looked bad, you should see her opponent. Soon people stopped fighting her because even when they won, they lost.” He finished his beer. Before he could ask, another beer was already there.
“Then came high school. As a seventh grader, she immediately challenged the alpha bully, Marcus Dragonbreath, to a fight. He was in the highest grade in high school, tenth grade, and very athletic. This didn’t scare her. This fight was brutal, more brutal than any fight she had been in before. Because not only did she have to fight him, she had to fight his sycophant cronies. She was left badly beaten, but did gain some respect, considering it was three on one. But she didn’t let it sit there. Throughout the year, she trapped the two cronies and pounded the crap out of them to the point that they abandoned Marcus. Finally, she cornered him and goaded him into a fight that everyone could see. One—on—one, he didn’t stand a chance. She beat him quite easily, easier than anyone had imagined. Now she was the alpha bully. But she did things differently than he did. She would not pick on the weaker students; she only picked on the athletes, the rich kids, and the other gangs. When asked why not go for the easy money, she made it clear and simple. ‘Any coward can pick a fight they know they can win. You want to prove your worth, pick a fight with someone bigger than you and better than you. Only then will you get better. That’s how I was able to defeat Marcus so easily. He spent all his time picking on those he knew couldn’t fight back, so when he got a real challenge, he got his butt whipped. Now I catch any of you picking on the weaker students, you will answer to me, and regret it.’” He cleared his throat.
“The funny part now was everything ran a lot smoother. She didn’t allow people to disrupt classes, the weak picked on the weak and the strong picked on the strong. She never asked for money, but didn’t refuse homage. Those that did pay her were allowed to be seen with her, which was often enough to keep bullies away. And through it all, no one made fun of her eyes.”
“Then one day, a new student entered the school. He was tall, strong, handsome, and became her nemesis. As she set the tone for the bullies, he set the tone for the protectors. He was Obidaan Grailann. Yes, he spent the last two years at her school, but he was a good person, who broke up fights, protected the weak, and tore into gangs that didn’t see things Lucinda’s way. They would often meet, sometimes on the same side, often against each other. For you see, Obidaan wouldn’t let her pick on anyone, regardless of size, means, or ability. He was also the first person who did not shun her eyes. If anything he ignored them and treated her normal. She liked that, a lot. She had a great respect for him even a longing for him, and would often back down from fights, but made it look as though she wasn’t interested in what he was protecting. Still they did clash a few times. You would have to say that their fight record was even, neither able to get the other to yield. She loved him from afar but knew it couldn’t be. Not that she didn’t try either. Obidaan turned her down early and often. Still, the unrequited love for him was there. Finally, Obidaan graduated; he’s a year
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