"You actually play with this thing? It looks fucking retarded."
Susie Rainfeather cowered on the ground beneath the old ash tree, tears streaming down her face. She was nursing a nasty black eye- she had just gotten punched. Aahva Chatterjee stood above her, holding the girl's hackysack just out of reach. "Really, what do you do with this?" he sneered. "Shove it up your ass? That's mad gay."
"G-g-give it back, Aahva!" Susie sputtered, her body trembling. "It's n-not yours!"
The dark-skinned boy laughed cruelly. "It-it's not yours! Give it back!" he said, mimicking the girl's voice. "Well guess what, you carpet-munching nosepicker? Aahva made a show of putting the hackysack into his pocket. "It's mine now."
Aahva walked away laughing, leaving Susie alone with her tears...
Wixa wasn't sure how to react. Being someone who did harmless pranks, watching this boy punch the girl, and then walk away laughing didn't sit right with her. He wasso much bigger than her, so she waited for him to leave before Wixa quickly made her way over to her. "A-are you okay?" She asked, reaching a hand out for her.
When the Girl took her hand, Wixa would activate her magic power, using it to heal her black eye. It probably hurt, so it should be a priority.