"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...
