Bully Trouble Veggietales Novels & Stories

the guy picked up the dark-haired little boy into his arms. “Who the hell is bullying him?!” the blonde threw her hands up indignantly. “He can run anyone into the ground till their ass sweats through their pants all by himself...” “Maaasha,” Anya looked at the girl reproachfully while laying snacks out on the table in the middle of the green garden, while I flipped meat on the grill. “We beat everything, but your mouth? Absolutely hopeless!” “Why would I beat it?” our beauty snorted. “I still need it...”

“She smiles more now.” Tommy grinned slowly. “Maybe somebody should stop bullying her then.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t bully her.” All three of them stared at me silently. Then Tyler burst out laughing. “BRO.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at his face. But even while they laughed— One thought stayed stuck in my head. Hannah Foster was changing. Slowly. Quietly. And somehow… I had a feeling our story was only beginning.

《Just let it go. 《They are pathetic bullies. They deserve teeth, not silence.》 I force my wolf’s rage down and kneel in the dirt to collect the scattered bottles. The ground is hot against my bare knees. I reach for a plastic bottle rolling near the girl's shoe. She shifts her foot, lightly kicking dust over my fingers. I bite the inside of my cheek and grab the bottle anyway. Kael finishes his drill and turns toward the commotion. He wipes a towel across his neck. He watches me scramble in the dust. He does not stop the girls. He does not reprimand them. He just stares at me with a dark, arrogant amusement.

“Veggies, assume disguise.” With a loud poof, Greg shifted into a mildly lumpy footstool. Carrotini folded her leaves like origami and—somehow—turned into what looked like a decorative tassel. Broccolini leapt into a hanging herb basket like he belonged. Anton just... ran in under the rug. “Positions!” Mr. Yellow whispered gleefully. And with that, Operation Veggie Vengeance officially began.

“Okay, next one.” He lifts a plate with some kind of meat dish, tilting his head like he’s inspecting it. “What about this?” I lean in, pretending to take it seriously. “Hmm, I’m getting... werewolf vibes. Like, this is what they’d feed us before a full moon, hoping we’d turn early.” “Or,” he adds, “it’s just really bad beef.” We both burst out laughing, and it feels good. I pick up another dish, some kind of vegetable thing that’s way too green to be safe.

In their eyes, their friend has gone mad—why else would he kiss me? Suddenly, one of his friends whistles loudly with two fingers stuffed into his mouth. I recognize him as Henry Scampert. He has been relentless in his bullying ever since middle school. There was this one time he dipped my whole face in the toilet, and trust me, he didn't care that I was a girl. He still used all of his force. "Brandon!" He shouts. "Did you lose a bet or something?!" Brandon freezes before slowly putting me back down on the ground. I have no idea what could be going through his head. Despite this, I still hide behind him when Henry approaches us. Brandon glances down at me in return, and some emotion I can't

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

Amber’s POV “H-He always bullies me,” I whispered, my voice remaining surprisingly calm despite the pain short-circuiting my brain. The principal frowned, folding his arms across his chest like this wasn’t something new. “That’s not a valid reason, Miss Darlington. I don’t think Alpha Mason is a bully,” he said strictly, as if his word was law in the pack’s school system.

It got to a point that even the mention of his name could make me pee my pants, I had to obey him or face the consequences. It had been limited to shoving , pushes , sometimes beatings if I disobeyed but then it changed I was initially a late bloomer and at fifteen my chest were still almost flat,but during the summer break that had changed, my breast started growing bigger and bigger along with my butt and hips and Hayden had noticed... Then the real bullying began, he made sure to call me mean names like slut, whore...bitch and the rest of them...

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE MALAKAI * * "Wow." I hear my boss mumble as he stares at the photo I hand over to him. This particular one had taken me several weeks to work on. I love pictures because they can be viewed from different perspectives, and can be interpreted depending on the subject. The Venus fly trap, a carnivorous plant swallowing a struggling bug. Capturing the moment the insect suffocates and eventually dies and is absorbed by the plants has been fascinating.