Bullying Nerd Novels & Stories

My name is Emma and I'm what they call a nerd. Not only that I have multiple nicknames like fathead, uglyface, the list is endless. Summer is finally over meaning it's back to school well for me more like I'm going to hell, you see I've always been bullied. It started of being an emotional thing but then they started bullying me physically, shoved me against the lockers, some girls actually slap me but I don't do anything I just walk away.

Chapter 26 "So if you're a nerd, bullying automatically becomes your name's partner! But if you're beautiful, it's fine even if you're dumb as a rock?! As long as you're pretty, physical appearance is really the basis?!" I said in frustration. I wiped away my tears harshly. I reached for my phone at the back of my bag, and as I swiped the screen, I immediately saw the notifications from people who messaged me. The latest one was from Arden.

She's aiming for a victory, as she wants all of her teachers and classmates to be proud of her. And she also want to show all the girl bullies in her school that being smart is more important than having a physical beauty. She used to think that bullying and harassment only happens in the movies, but unfortunately, it also happens in real life. She's been a victim of verbal bullying since her freshman year in College, and she is being bullied by the popular clique at their school... She's been called many names such as "Plain Jane Nerd," "Four Eyes" and the "Miss Metal Braces."

Oh my gosh he will kill me! “Why? Is there something wrong?” He looked worried. I shook my head and smiled nervously. “No! Uhm no. don’t give it to Dad. Uhm. just give it to me next Wednesday..” I exclaimed. He looked at me suspiciously. Like he knows I’m hiding something. I felt my sweat building up. “Okay, nerd.” He said jokingly. I was not offended by it because I know I am one. I laughed. “You know what, I was bullied back in Highschool because I look like a nerd. I wear glasses like this and read books all the time.” I told him, like it was not a traumatic experience. His eyes widened for a bit.

It was nothing but two wolves hugging together. He was amazed to see she recently joined Facebook. What amazed him more was that he accepted her request in the morning. But he don't remember doing that? Oh yeah, he was going through Facebook in canteen while his friends were bothering a nerdo. It must have happened then only because the bullying was kind of funny. It was a fresher his friends targeted this time. He couldn't remember his name but he was skinny and looked like a king of all the nerdos in school. They made him twerk and spank his own ass. Zander recalled bursting into laughter, his concentration was more on the poor guy than his phone while he blankly accepted two requests. Her

He was a top student favored by the teachers, but his poverty and those ragged clothes made him a joke fodder. In contrast, she was the princess and center of attention. She liked him, but she feared mockery for crushing on a broke nerd. That hidden affection twisted into intensified bullying and disdain. She naively thought no matter how wild she got and how she stomped on his feelings, he'd be there waiting. She laughed until she cried, realizing she indeed wasn't worth my liking. At the same time, I'd leave my toxic family and old wounds behind. Lumina's operations boomed under my lead. My designs were fresh and alive, quickly winning the elite markets.

said the other, pushing the nerd on her shoulder. Because the nerd was so frail, she has quickly pushed away. The nerd was looking down while the bullies attacked her. "Why aren't you responding? You're asking to be beaten, aren't you?" said the more petite bully. I walked past them, but the other bully motioned for me to join them. I reasoned that I was tired and that they should go home to rest. But they retorted that they would lose steam on the nerd. I just shrugged and walked away.

I finched, adjusted my glasses, and picked up my wine glass, moving away from the pool– Unluckily for me, I ran into a gang of bullies. The drink accidentally spilled on my clothes. I ignored the mess, I had greater issues to deal with. “Look who we have here.” A guy with ugly tattoos sneered. “A scholarship arsehole.” Another added with a tongue click, his face crowded with piercings. He looked hideous. “Those glasses makes him look like a stupid nerd.” I pressed my lips, silently wishing they just let me go. “Ohh, my mark is still on him.” Bobby–a red haired guy muttered, chuckling evilly. He once tore my cheek with a fork.

The whole school had easily believed his lies, and Lana is facing severe backlash for spreading false rumors about me. I don't know how to feel, it's so wrong... yet there's this portion of me that feels grateful that he did this for me... I feel relieved that the hate is over and I know deeply in my heart that it makes me a horrible person. Still... My reflection shows a boy whose head is a mop of curly brown hair; I managed to come up with a button-up shirt with a distressed jean. No, this nerdy outfit won't do. I badly need a haircut, I can barely see anything with these bangs covering my eyes.

My phone screen lit up almost immediately and when I opened it, it was a text from the nurse at the hospital to confirm Mom’s surgery date. He had really cleared the bills. I was about to call the hospital so I could talk to her when I saw it. On my browser was an image of a campaign against bullying in schools funded and led by Giveon Jameson. He was funding a whole fucking campaign online against bullying when he had done the same thing in school?! It was part of their company’s charity programmes and for some reason, that made something snap inside of me. Why would anyone even believe him? He was still a jerk, just like he was in high school and he had said all those mean things to me eve