Bullying Nerd Novels & Stories

I was what you called the 'nerd' always gettin bullied by the so called "popular' kids in school. I was okay with that I never paid much attention to it that was until one day my so called two best friends decided to turn there backs on me too, and joined my worst tormentor. That was the day I finally had enough. That was the last day they saw me because I moved away and stayed with my favorite Aunt.

She knows I don't like being called Summer, she's like that every day. "Good morning," I said and sat down. I looked outside our room because I heard a noise, I saw a girl like me who is also a nerd. The boys were bullying her again, pulling her bag. I'm really annoyed when someone just keeps quiet somewhere and then suddenly some people bully you like f*ck! I guess, their life is boring because they're disturbing other's life. Those are terrifying, aren't they?! I stood in front of the door and crossed my arms.

one of his friends called. “Yeah, loser! Know your level!” another chimed in. “Stop,” I said, but my voice cracked, feeding their laughter. Slater leaned in again, speaking low so only I could hear. “No one embarrasses me. You just made yourself a target, nerd.” I shoved my books into my soaked bag and pulled Freda toward the door before the tears could spill. “Yeah, run along, loser!” someone yelled. “You look like a boiled lobster!” another girl sneered. “Get lost, ugly!”

Angel's words made Violet frown even more. "Unlike an ordinary bully, professional bully stay calm..." Silence enveloped them both before Angel finally spoke again. "They will just break their victim's spirit, drop their victims mind, and they will be died by tehirself." *** The sky looks black when Alyne comes out of her class. She looked up and pursed her lips wearily. It's raining again, that girl really hates rain, the wet and the cold water that fell from above for some reason makes her feel so alone.

The bullies have been ignoring me because they saw me being bullied by Cole so they all were happy for that. Even though he bullied me, he made me play PS5 with him. He often lose too and he hates me for it. We spent a lot of time together and he's nice when we're alone. That's why I started to like him. We have this weird hate relationship at school but pretty chill when we're alone. I guess he's just embarassed to be with me since I'm this nerd who dressed like a nun. And he still called me as his girlfriend.

"Hey, nerd! Eating alone again?" A loud, mocking voice echoed behind him. Alexander looked up, and his stomach dropped. Tyler. Tyler was the most notorious bully in the school—not because he was smart, but because he ruled through fear. He always targeted the weak and quiet kids. And Alexander was his favorite victim. Alexander lowered his gaze, trying to avoid conflict. "I just… want to eat." But Tyler and his two sidekicks weren’t interested in letting him off easy. "Eat?" Tyler grinned wickedly, then grabbed Alexander’s lunch tray— And dumped it all over his head.

In our neighbourhood or colony, she's the nerdiest person anyone will ever set eyes on. She never wore makeup. Her clothes were oversized. Never made her hair. She was always wearing a shirt, hoodie and a pair of trousers. Like what the hell! How can a girl choose one particular way of dressing? If that isn't boring, then what is then? And she seems not to care. Many years ago, when we were kids, I and a couple of friends used to find pleasure in bullying her because of her choice of dressing and how slow she acted when asked to do something. Hence I gave her the name, slug.

She seemed offended, and quite frankly, I wished to be removed from whatever this situation was and not to be stuck between smirking Taylor and Vanessa, whose whole existence seems to be rooted in denial. "Oh, I thought you wanted me to," I say, and she humped her body, shaking violently as she walked to me. I looked at her and had flashbacks to high school. She fit perfectly into the role of a high school bully, and I did not like it. Even though I was a nerd all through high school, I had never gotten bullied because I always knew how to stand up for myself from the get-go, and the bullies knew when to draw the line, but Vanessa here seemed like a person who would bully to the end and for

It's already bad enough having to sit in class with those dumbasses drooling over me—now this. As if that weren't enough, there's a scene going on where some girl is bullying a nerd—yes, a nerd, in the 21st century—and of course, I have to go over. I walk up and stand right in front of the girl who's doing the humiliating. —What are you doing? —says the girl, pissed off, 'definitely an exchange student'. —Get out of my way. —No, I'm not going to let you keep humiliating her.

I was the one who studied until 3 AM and still only managed A-minuses which in our house was the same as a D. The pressure wasn't just from the schoolwork though. That was the least of it. It was the unfair bullying. It started online as a joke by my loser ex-boyfriend and his jerk friends. They capitalized on things like my anxiety, my tendency to stutter when nervous and my insecurity over my plain face. They made memes out of my school ID picture. They started a hashtag that trended through the whole region for a full week. They called me "The Ghost of the Library."