Harley was 7 years old.

The boys had ganged up, and surrounded Harley. They were shouting words of disgust at him over and over.

"Girly!"

"Gay!"

"Nancy!"

They came closer to Harley.

"That's enough!" said one girl.

"Soledad!"

"What?" said their leader.

Soledad grabs his shirt. "I said that's enough! Unless you want a knuckle sandwhich."

"My mom said I should never hurt a girl, but who cares!" The boy hit her.

Soledad hit back! This was immediately noticed by the teacher, who ran to break it up.

"No hitting a girl! What's wrong with you?"

"It was all Harley's fault! We wanted to beat up him!"

"Is that so?"

"Yes!"

"COme here."

So Harley came up to her.

"What happened?"

"THe other kids wanted to call me gay and girly, and I was about to get beat up, but Solidad came, and I saw her beat up Timothy!"

"Alright! Harley, Timothy, both of you get detention!"

"What?"

"Harley, you get detnetion for starting a fight, and TImothy gtes detention for hitting a girl. That is all!"

So they got detention.

After school, Soledadwent up to talk to Harley.

"Hey, I'm new to this school. I'm Soledad. What's your name?"

"I'm Harley."

"Nice to meet you, Harley. Do you want to be friends?"

"Sure."

"Okay."