Prompt: Send (cloud emoji) for a childhood memory!
Shelly is eight/nine and in the third grade
"Ow! Stop it!"
"Eat mud, redneck!" The older boy shoved Kevin McCormick's face into a mud puddle.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE, TURD!" Shelly bellowed, stomping up to the two boys.
The taller ginger kid snickered. "Are YOU going to make me?"
The third grader balled her fists. "YEAH! I'm going to wipe the pavement with you, stupid turd!"
The boy laughed. "You? You're a shrimp! Good luck with that, SMELLY Marsh!"
He didn't have time to react before she threw herself at him, fists flying.
Kids from all grade levels descended onto the scene like locusts, cheering the two fighters on. Mr. Mackey, taking notice of the commotion, rushed over right away.
"That's enough, mmmkay! Shelly Marsh! Scott Tenorman! Report to Principal Victoria's office immediately! Mmmkay!" Mr. Mackey pulled the still swinging girl off of the now bawling Scott.
As the two trudged to the principal's office, Shelly stopped and shoved Scott against a row of lockers.
"Mess with Kevin again and I'll knock your teeth down your throat, turd!"
Scott merely nodded. A purple bruise was already starting to form on his freckled cheek.
Shelly smirked. "This is going to follow you forever, turd. You got beaten up by a girl! A YOUNGER girl! You'll never live this down! But look on the bright side! Things can't get any worse for you!"