Faeya sighed as she stepped out of her car and walked toward the school, trying to find a faster way to class so not to run into anyone accidently. Her ears perked up when she heard a small cry for help. She quickly made her way over to the noise and saw a group of jocks surrounding an innocent looking female with blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked pretty, but that was probably why they surrounded her! Faeya glared and said "hey! Get away from her, Neanderthals!" They turned sharply and glared at Faeya. One saying "what are you gonna do, short stack?" They slowly inched closer to her and she crossed her arms. "Let's start with what I'm not going to do. I'm not going to just let you hurt her, I'm not going to back down, and I'm not going to be bothered by a bunch of jocks who take longer in the locker rooms than girls ever do. And we [i]all[/i] know what goes on in a locker room." She straightened herself and glared daggers at the one jock in front of her. Faeya wasn't your average height for a female her age, being 4'9, and her clothing didn't help the fact that she was short. She wore a big Batman shirt and bellbottom jeans, her flip flops not adding to her height. She looked like a little middleschooler, but that didn't stop her from standing up for people. They grinned maliously. "I wouldn't talk such a big game if I were you, seeing as your a puny little thing that would probably break." Faeya glared back at the one jock and she kept her expression the entire time, not breaking her tough girl persona.