Bully X Playtime Novels & Stories

Mommy and daddy never wanted to play. Max heard some childish giggling and he followed the sounds from outside and he saw three little boys, maybe a little older than he was, play fighting while some other girls away from them sat down and played with dolls and giggling. Two bigger boys were trying to fight the slightly smaller boy. The two bigger boys were circling the other boy, trying to corner him but they kept failing. "Ha! You call that a strategy? My baby sister can do better than you and she's still in toilet training!" The two older boy cursed at him and tried and tried again, failing each and every time. Eventually, the two bullies gave up and ran off, swearing to the other boy tha

Or if I am being honest, my eyes shined with the true colors of a pure spirit. With that, I set both of my palms on the wall I was pinned with. And the next moment, the bully went flying away from me. I was not sure how that works or what it was called. So I named it my anti-bullying blast. I used it only on the bullies who tried to show their powers to me and try to get submission from me. I was born with the dominating powers, bitches. You can't ever have the satisfaction of my submission. Only if I could tell them before my power blast.

I grinned, then wrote on the table, "3 minutes." "Yes! 3 minutes! They are eating at the same time. No matter how many kids eat 1 apple pie, it will take 3 minutes." Brandon turned to Abby and said, " You were wrong again. People with wrong answers will be punished." "No! No! I will not take it!" As Abby shook her head, I slapped her hard again. Abby covered her face and cried out, "You are bullying me! I do not want to play games with you guys!" She ran out of the laundry room crying.

Nana was a bit surprised and asked, "Sensei, did you also play a game?" "Yes." Kiriya nodded and said, "But I don't play much since I mostly read books during my free time." He then looked at Monica and said, "You have said that you want to bring a wooden sword and guitar, right? If I am not wrong, there should be both a guitar and a wooden sword in the school warehouse, you can bring it here if you want." He knew that both Monica and Nana weren't bad children and he thought that he could trust them, or rather, even if the literature club became a den of delinquent, he thought that it was also a good challenge for him to reform a group of delinquents into a group of bookworms, but of course,

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...

Don’t call me a drama queen; growing up with a bully would change anyone. “No, hell no. What?” He seems terrified and off guard, stumbling over his words. “Kayla says you left it with her.” My face scrunches up, and I hold out my palm. “Can I have my property back?” “If only you’ll hear me out,” he refuses, shoving the phone back into his jacket. Seriously? Is he crazy? Or maybe he doesn’t understand words anymore? I wouldn’t blame him, given that he’s now with a brainless bitch.

I replied “Oh, alright. My name's Dave, what's yours?” He asked “Brielle” I told him “Brielle, you're very pretty, with a pretty name” “Thank you” I replied, already starting to get irritated and bored of this conversation. Classic old tales with boys, saying the same things to compliment a girl and impress her. “So I was wondering if you'd like to exchange social media….” “I'm sorry but i'm not in a good mood right now as my ex bully or rather soon to be step brother ruined my entire day and im not in the mood to talk to anyone” I said, cutting him off..

Her pout twists into a smile as she thinks about all the ways she could make Lily suffer. “There’s my girl. Are you ready to do this?” I coax her playfully. She smiles and I know I’ve won. We walk back into the room, hand in hand. The bully games have officially started.

When she managed to stand straight, she looked up at the person she ran into and more tears spill from her eyes. Her tormentor. Her Bully. The only person all out to make her life miserable, but the thing is she wasn't strong for whatever he has planned for her and she knew, she just knew that it will break her. T.B.C

*Flashback* "Stay away from me" a young teenager cried "Or what, Mr. Smart kid?" The bully asked with a smirk on his lips "I'll report you," the boy cried. A girl laughed "Mummy's boy is going to report you to his mommy" she teased him "I didn't do anything to you" the boy on the ground screamed "You still don't know what you did? Even after seeing her here?" The bully asked. He had a big stick in his hand "I didn't do anything wrong" the boy cried