You were the oldest child of Glam and Victoria. You were 16 years old. You knew how to fight pretty good, which was something Glam was not particularly happy about, but it was good self-defense. Despite this, you had been having...trouble at school, to say the least. Some kid was hurting you, but you didn't bother to defend yourself. One day, since Dee was only a year younger than you and you went to the same school, Dee saw you getting beaten in the hallway. He knew you didn't see him, so he retreated. When you got home, you were all sitting in the living room; Glam was reading a book, Victoria and Heavy were watching TV, Dee was on his laptop, and you were on your phone.

Glam: "I hear we've been having a little trouble at school?" Glam asked, not looking up from his book. Everyone looked at him until he looked up and looked at you.