All Chapters of school bully : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Adrian's POVThe roar of a black Lamborghini Aventador shattered the peaceful Monday morning at Blackwood University.Heads turned.Conversations stopped.And from the steps of the enormous university library, three girls nearly forgot how to walk.“He's here!” one of them squealed, grabbing her friend's arm.The Lamborghini swept through the iron gates, its glossy black body reflecting the morning sunlight. It rolled past the manicured lawns, the enormous marble fountain, and the rows of luxury vehicles parked outside the university's magnificent academic buildings before coming to a smooth stop directly in front of the main entrance.The driver's door opened.Adrian Blackwood stepped out.Six feet three inches of broad shoulders, muscular arms, and effortless arrogance emerged from the luxury car. His jet-black hair fell carelessly across his forehead, and his dark eyes swept over the courtyard w

VALENTINA’S POVIf Blackwood University had a motto, it would probably be Study hard, party harder, and deny everything when the disciplinary committee calls.I discovered this at 8:15 on Tuesday morning, when I walked into the cafeteria and found a girl crying into her pancakes while three other girls filmed her."Please stop recording me!" she screamed.One of the girls zoomed in."Girl, we're documenting your healing journey.""YOU SLEPT WITH MY BOYFRIEND!""And he said you were broken up!""He told me he was visiting his grandmother!"The girl holding the phone paused."Okay, that's actually crazy."I stood near the entrance, holding my tray and wondering if breakfast was worth the emotional damage."Don't just stand there," Chloe said behind me. "Pick a side."I turned around. "Whose side?""Nobody's. That's how you survive here."She snatched

VALENTINA’S POVIf Blackwood University had taught me anything, it was that money could buy designer clothes, expensive cars, and apparently, the right to behave like an absolute idiot.“Tell me again why we're going to this party,” I begged Chloe.“Because you're twenty-one, beautiful, and behaving like a retired librarian.”“I'm a student.”“Tonight, you're a student who needs to see alcohol, handsome men, and questionable decisions.”I stared at her.“I'm drinking soda.”“Fine. Drink your soda and judge everybody. That's your talent.”An hour later, we arrived at a massive fraternity house filled with music, flashing lights, and students who looked as if their parents had funded their entire wardrobes.Inside, a boy was dancing on a table while his friends screamed. Two girls were arguing over the same guy, and someone had already spilled a drink on an expensive-looking sofa.W