We're in middle England
For those of you who don't know what that means...try to imagine really well-to-do middle class kids TRYING to act like they're gang members. A bit of smoking (off-grounds on the way to and from school)and a bit of normal bullying
There's this one girl, though, called Rio (not afraid to name her, she's probably too thick to turn on the magic computer-box). She's in year eight, she's as tall as most Sixth Formers, she has a moustache and a SERIOUS attitude problem. She once dashed the brains of another (younger) girl against the floor (an ambulence was called) and she regularly picks fights with everyone. EVERYONE. Teachers, younger kids, older kids, ANYONE AND EVERYONE
My only consolation in having to be NEAR her at any point is that she is fated to die a violent, miserable death in some dumpster in a godforsaken corner of London...and noone will ever find out.
Failure, followed by abandonment and ultimatly criminal charges and murder. That is her life, laid out before her