Creative Writing: The Maid Of Honor

7th Grade You’re the best thing there is.
Wherever you go, people talk about you, especially the cute female ones. In order to facilitate this, you sit alone at lunch, straining to hear your name in the din around you. You’re shy, only speaking when spoken to and moving unobtrusively, but you know people notice you. How could they not? Your golden hair stands out in a crowd of darker hues, and despite your small stature, you are strong from hours on the field and in the pool. If anyone spoke to you they’d know you were very bright. You’ve got everything figured out, with that cocksure attitude of early puberty. It can’t be long now before someone speaks up, tells you they’ve been watching. Any time now. But for now you’ll sit alone at lunch
The desolate landscape was broken only twice by the two opposing armies, though only one truly deserves the title. One consisted only of a half dozen heavy cavalry, while the other had line after line of pikemen, light cavalry, archers, and common infantrymen. You, clad in heavy plate armor over ringmail and a studded jerkin, urged your horse forward a few paces before turning to address your friends. “Friends, though I was once a loyal subject of our friends yonder you took me in a sheltered me when I defected. For that I thank you, but now our eternal foe has come to fetter us all. And so we must fight to remain free of It’s tyranny” You turned back to your former master and drew your sword, basking in the glorious sound of oiled steel hissing on leather. Your foe remained silent, although It glided along the wasteland toward you, It’s minion army frothing at It’s heels. They quickly overcame It and fairly flew straight at you. Your group formed a spearhead and plunged straight into the heart of your enemy, hacking, slashing, cutting, stabbing, and trampling anything bold enough to come into the reach of your blades. Soon a circle was cleared right in the middle, into which It appeared, as if from nowhere and