Prelude

"There she goes, blabbering on about 'rights'," sighed a boy as he watched the object of his sentence talking to their history teacher out in the hall. Well, they were arguing, to be more accurate.

"Look, if I want to do my report on the history of Druidism, then I don't see the problem!" said the girl.

"Skye, the rules of the assignment state that it must be a legitimate religion," the teacher sighed.

She seemed to puff up in rage. "Druidism IS a legitimate religion; one that is still practiced in the UK, thank you very much. Just because it isn't a part of Christianity or any major Eastern religions does not make it non-legit."

"This is America, and I have the freedom to do what I please within boundaries of the law," she said firmly. "I might be 16, but I'm not stupid. The Constitution states freedom of expression, and I'm exercising that right. That includes being able to do this assignment on Druidism."

The teacher threw his hands up in the air. "I give up on you, Skye Okumura . . . Fine, do the report on what you will. But don't expect a passing grade."

Her eyes narrowed. "Then you can expect my dad on the phone with you when I get my report back."

And with that, she went back inside the classroom, grabbed her mp3 player, her binder, and her bag, then went up to the teacher.

"I assume that I am going to get a detention yet again for speaking my mind, so I'll save you the trouble of sending me off and just walk there myself. I practically have a permanent pass there, anyways."

Her classmates had to admire her guts, even if they did think her foolish. She was always finding some way to get into trouble; well, trouble by the teachers' standards. To everyone else, she actually seemed like a voice of reason. Everything she did to get in 'trouble' made sense to them.

They watched as she walked out of the room with her head held high, her form emanating pride and strength as she walked, yet again, to the detention room.

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Kinda, short, I know, but it's a prelude. Can't expect them to be overly long, can ya? *chuckle* So yup, this is my new story. Sorry if those who are following expected me to have another chappie of Et Eques Reginae up; my muse for that story has gone on vacation, and then the one for this story took up residence in my brain.

Gomenasai, mina-san! (^_^')

But I hope y'all will enjoy this story, too! ^w^