My attempt at roller derby glory
My friends call me "Quadzilla" because of my stocky legs of steel. My mom calls me "a boy with boobs." But if I end up landing a spot on a Gotham Girls roller derby team, I know what I'll call myself:
The last time I roller-skated was all the way back in the sixth grade, at The Roller Hut back home in Ohio. It was a teenybop hot spot, where parents dropped off their children to govern themselves. The worst that ever happened was a little kissing in a dark ...
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