SpikeyGirl

The silent chewing on a pen may not have attracted much attention from most passer-bys. A budding writer sat on a bench reading over her scrawled words. She couldn't figure out what was missing from her idea. It had her main character, the setting, the plot. It lacked something… something to make it exciting, something to get the reader interested. A war cry broke through her musing and she looked up to see a strange girl with a mask and cape standing in front of her. The strange girl's red T-shirt had two letters on it. A lowercase 'd' and an upper case 'a'. The strange girl darted forward grabbing the writer's pen and holding it up tr