Y for Young
It was Dawn's first day in kindergarten. She was building a sandcastle in one corner of the sandpit by herself. A slightly older, chestnut-haired boy came-up to her.

"You're Dawn right?"

She nodded.

"You're hair is funny," he said in a teasing way.

Dawn gasped at his rude comment and tried to stick up for herself. "Go away meanie!" she shouted at him.

Te boy just laughed. "I came over here to tell you that you can't build here, in this spot," he explained in a serious tone of voice.

"Why not?"

"Because this is my spot for building sandcastles. No one else can use this spot except for me," he said. "So I'm going to ask you to move.

Dawn stood up and in front of her castle. "No way."

The boy frowned.
Okay but you asked for it."He pushed her to the side and started jumping on her creation.

"No! Stop it!" Dawn cried out, tears leaking out of her bright blue eyes.

Unknown to her a Year2 boy walked up behind her. "Why are you crying?" he asked.

Dawn jumped slightly and turned to see the tall boy standing there, his purple hair partly covering his face. He didn't wear the school uniform either. He wore a black sleeved, blue jacket and loose blue jeans.

Unfazed by his appearance, she pointed to where the bully was flattening out the sand. "He destroyed my castle."

He looked at the boy and smirked. "It couldn't have been a very strong castle if he destroyed it, he's weak," he said.

"Hey! My castle wasn't weak!" she exclaimed, standing up and poking his chest.

"Then how did he flatten it out like that?" he asked, looking down at her with steely onyx eyes.

Dawn blushed. "I wasn't finished yet," she said quietly.

The older boy chuckled. "Do you want me to show you how to build the strongest type of castle?" he asked with slight amusement.

Dawn grinned and nodded her head wildly. "Yes please!"

They walked over to the other side of the sandpit and for the rest of the hour, the boy showed Dawn all of his tricks and tips for sandcastle making. When the bell rang to go back inside, the two had built a large round castle with windows, a dam, a bridge and even a tunnel going underneath the castle.

"I still don't know your name," Dawn said to the boy.

"My name's Paul," he said holding his and out to the young girl.

"I'm Dawn!"

she tripped on the bully's castle and face-planted in the sand.

Paul chuckled and walked off. "No, I think your name is Troublesome."