Bullying Nerd Novels & Stories

I had kicked his ass a few nights ago and now he wanted payback. I closed my eyes for a brief second but he kicked my throbbing thigh and yelled, "Who said you can doze off, nerd?" God, I hated him for calling me that. The same condescending tone every bully was used to make someone feel bad about themselves. But right now what I felt didn't matter, the pain didn't matter, as long as he left the others alone. This pain was nothing compared to the thought of losing her. As I slid my gaze on the small window, I saw her with tears streaming down her face. I had no idea if I was hallucinating since I took too many hits or if it was my mind playing its own trick by showing me what I wanted to see

Brandon I can't believe I'm putting bedsheets over my couch for Emilie Olsson. She is the biggest loser this town has ever seen. She was bullied in middle school and made fun of in high school...now she is a freshman in college, and nothing much has changed. Why? Because the little freak won't speak. I don't understand why. Emilie isn't mute, yet she never defends herself when the girls trip her in the campus corridors. It's fucked up.

Even though his maid could live in the dorm, he felt weird about it, and it would also be quite inconvenient. Monica rubbed his chin and wondered whether he might be able to get a house or an apartment, but when he was in deep thought, suddenly he heard Taneshima's voice. "What's with this midget?" "Do they let grade school kids work here?" Monica frowned when he saw a group of young men gathered around Taneshima and bullied her, but when he was about to help her, the rude manager scolded the middle-aged woman and said, "Sir!" The manager directly kicked the stomach of the young man and said, "Sir, violence is very problematic."

"If you have the guts to touch other people's things, you have to have the guts to take responsibility." Those two girls were clearly trying to bully the two of us. Perhaps the two of them saw that we were dressed very casually, plus when I went to school I wore dark glasses, so I looked like a nerd. And Bella, Although she didn't wear glasses, she was more of a nerd than me. Maybe the two of them thought I was easy to bully, then they were wrong.

No more for these awful people that bullied me for years and years. No,” I said I didn’t mean to say it. I thought I said it in my mind. But I didn’t. “What!” Did you say, nerd?” I heard his growling voice. Now I did it. I am in trouble, but I am not going to back down on what I said to him.

I was back at school because my father wanted my mind to be diverted into something else instead of my mother’s death. However, it only got worse. “Nerd! Nerd! Nerd!” I heard a group of boys yelling at me as they laughed. “You don’t belong here, nerd!” A big boy, who was the leader of the group, pushed me hard, and I fell on my butt. I was just waiting at the playground for a butler who would come and fetch me after school. However, four boys my age came to bully me. I didn’t care about what they were saying. My butt hurt from falling, but I didn’t cry. My mind was blank and empty. There were no emotions coming out of me because I had cried nonstop for two days after Mom died.

When Lily is ready, I'll be ready to show her the truth. As I finish my breakfast, I sit and watch my best friend playing with what remains of her food. She isn't the type to waste a single crumb. She told me once that food was often so scarce when it was just her and her mom that she didn't feel comfortable wasting anything. Lily finally stabs a piece of sausage, and as she tries to put it in her mouth, Veronica's hand reaches across the table. She says something, shaking her head. Lily opens her mouth to say something, but Atticus squeezes the hand he is holding under the table, and without saying a single word, Lily lets the fork fall silently to the side of the plate. Whatever they are d

Don't let a nerd ruin your image. ​I hadn't realized I was part of the school’s 'Pep Rally' plans. But as I looked at the gold bracelet in my hand, I realized I had the perfect 'shuttle' to send Chloe a message she couldn't ignore. ​The rally was the biggest social event of the semester. The entire school would be in the gym. The lights, the cameras, the noise—it was the Queen’s favorite stage. ​I headed down to the locker rooms. I didn't go to my locker; I went to the girls' side. I knew the code to the equipment room from my work-study shift. I slipped inside, the smell of floor wax and rubber heavy in the air.

"You're such a loser, Janine. Don't you have friends? Or perhaps... a life?" Sean's voice rang through the hallway, loud enough for the other students to laugh. This has been a normal occurrence in their daily life now. Every day, Sean will mock, insult and just make fun of the school's biggest nerd, Janine. And the said nerd's head was buried in her locker. She was just taking her book out when she heard her bully's words, and her eyes sharpened in anger.

"When I found out you were actually gone, it felt like my life ended. I know that sounds insane. I know I don't get to say things like that after everything I did to you. But it's true." "Jace, you don't have to...." "I do. I need to say this." His eyes were wet now, bright in the low light from the window. "I bullied you for three years. I let my friends do it too, and I never once stopped them, and I told myself it was just jokes, that it didn't actually mean anything, because if I let myself think about what it actually meant I wouldn't have been able to live with myself." "Jace...."