Pip Squeak is a thug and she loves every minute of it. She s a thug and a loner. She s the kind of loner that puts ten thugs in danger when they surround her. She got bored of being a samurai so she traded in her sword for roller skates. Unlike the samurai, Pip follows no code but her own. Recently, Pip was skating alone through her hometown of Chicago Heights with nothing to lose but her smile. She really liked the old red Cadillac that was five cars ahead of her. How stylish she would look pulling into The Rink parking lot in the driver s seat! She sprinted up to it and skeeched onto the back fender for a block, completely concealed in the driver s blind spot. She then climbed through the back window to the front and placed the tip of her Glock on the driver s temple. "Pull over the %^(#*@& car! Keep your eye on the road, PULL OVER THE CAR! Without saying a word, the driver pulled into a Church s Chicken parking lot. Pip scanned her surroundings from the corner of her eye and almost had a heart attack. There was a pair of skates, pads, and a helmet on the front floor of the car. The driver jumped out of the car, but Pip dropped her gun and yelled, "Get back in the car! At this point, they were both equally confused. "Who are you? demanded Pip. "I m May R. Daley and I m late for practice, the driver shot back. "What do you want? Pip hesitated &. "I wanted your car but now I wanna know what all this is about, Pip pointed at the derby equipment. "I ll tell you what, said May R. Daley. "If you join the Hell s Belles today I will not press charges. I might even let you drive my car home from practice if you get rid of that gun.