![]() ![]() Fitzpatrick, the mean woman her father left her with, said as she grabbed them each by the arm. "Well, you look like my uncle's butt!" he said, yanking the other pigtail hard enough to make her eyes sting. "Well, you smell like my brother's butt!" she said, shoving him hard, cause she really couldn't call him ugly since he was kind of cute with honey blonde hair and green eyes. "You're ugly!" he practically sneered as he reached over and pulled one of her pigtails, hard. She might have to put up with five big bullies at home, but that didn't mean that she was going to put up with it at preschool, she decided as she gave the boy that had all the girls giggling and calling cute, another shove. Once you did, you'd have to sleep with one eye open and keep an eye out for snakes in your bed, spit in your cereal, and toe nails in your mac and cheese. ![]() One thing she'd learned, thanks to having five older brothers, was never to let anyone push her around. "It's a girl's name," she said, taking a deep breath and shoving him back. When she finally stood up all the way she was forced to tilt her head back slightly so that she could continue to glare at him the way her older brothers had taught her. Never taking her eyes away from the bully, Rory slowly got up as she wiped dirt off her shirt and jeans. ![]() ![]() "Rory's a boy's name," the mean little boy who'd pushed her off the swing only seconds earlier, announced as he glared down at her accusingly. ![]()
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