My Highschool Bully Novels & Stories

I gave him a high five "Today is a leg day Calla" "Well great" I said sarcastically and he laughed looking at my reaction I was fat when I was in elementary school. Yes.. I'm 20kgs fatter than my normal weight at that time. People teased , mocked , bullied me and it made me completely shut people off. When I was 14 , I was bullied by the 7 Gold Lifes boys. Yes name it.. Andrew , Christian , Matthew , Aiden , Morris , Daniel.. out of them all my number one bully is Archer North

He asked. “ I think it was? No. I know it was. Let me ask. Was there ever a guy in your highschool that brutally bullied other kids, especially seemingly gay kids? Like, he would gang up against them and have them beaten to stupor? Did you ever know someone like that?”

So, on one hand, I’m relieved that I don’t have to worry about not having books on my first day of class, but on the other hand, I’m nervous about how Caden might react. Back in high school, when he intentionally broke my laptop and I borrowed his as a replacement, he stormed into my lecture and threw a fit, claiming that I stole his belongings. He even called me a derogatory term in front of the whole class, fully aware that it could get him detention. Well, these days, Caden has upgraded to being a calm, emotionless bully. He no longer screams in my face like he used to. Instead, he launches his attacks with nothing more than a smirk.

My Bully’s Hot Dad Chapter 1: The Parent-Teacher Meeting The hallway outside the principal’s office felt colder than usual. I shifted nervously on the hard wooden bench, my pleated school skirt riding up my thighs as I crossed my legs. At nineteen, I was in my final year at the elite private academy, but I still felt like a scared freshman whenever I had to deal with him. Jaxon Pierce. My bully. My tormentor. The arrogant, rich asshole who had made my life hell for the past two years — spreading rumors, cornering me in empty classrooms, and making sure everyone knew I was his favorite target.

I never thought I’d miss high school, but I’d rather endure hours of lectures and bullying than running for my life. Everything was normal. I had a crush who was also my friend, yet I also feared this person. Ryan was my protector from the bullies. He was three years older than me, but he made sure no one bothered me, and if they did. Let’s just say I don’t want to know what happened to them. Those bullies would often be found the next day with their own bruises, broken bones, and some flat out never made an appearance again.

“You’re with those goddamn handsome step brothers! Yikes! I envy you!” “Huh! You’re jealous of me? Well surprise! These triplets are my high school bullies!” I grimaced. “Your what? They… they were your bullies? You were bullied? Why didn’t I know?” I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Look, I didn't tell you because I forgot about it, okay? It’s been years and I think I almost moved on. You know what? I didn't even recognize them at first! But when Mom told me they were my highschool classmates, all of the bad memories came back to me!”

Unlike Stephen who did not like his parents or drivers to convey him to school, then, I would cry to my parents to make sure that the car that took me to school yesterday was different from the one that would take me to school tomorrow and till the rest of the week. The worst thing about me was I was a bully who sucked happiness from seeing other kids cry. Whenever they tried to associate with me, I would show them their place. If any one of them passed his or her boundaries, I would report to my parents and that could cause the kids to be suspended from school or castigated by others who were still hoping to become friends with me. There was this particular girl whose name I have forgotten

I stared at her, bewildered, watching the door close. Standing alone in the basement hall, I sucked in a shaky breath, still unable to comprehend my situation… and then it hit me—Killian. If the bully from my high school and our CEO were the same person, there was no way in hell I would convince him to do anything for us. Hell, my stomach churned at the mere thought I might see him again.

“All these started in high school. They bullied Pascal because he was the worst student. As his best buddy, I couldn't let it all slide. So when I saw him push the teacher down the stairs, I took the fall for him, knowing they would only suspend me. I was the best student, after all, and the teacher's favourite. After that, the harassment didn't stop. They tore his book every chance they got and hit him until he was hospitalized.” He looked at me, his eyes misty. “Do you know how many times he contemplated suicide? I was the one who stopped him from doing that, giving the hope that soon we would graduate from the hellhole called high school and live our life like we had always wanted. We ass

"Ray, you've got the nerve to talk about settling scores? You were the one who beat me up back then! I nearly ended up hospitalized!" Ray froze for a moment. He sneered inwardly, 'So you're just skipping the cause and jumping straight to the result? Right—someone like you only remembers your own suffering. As for how you bullied others, you conveniently forget all about that.' He shook his head. "Shane, back in high school you were the school bully. You led your lackeys around, picking on people every day. How many times did you corner me—have you really forgotten? The last time, you brought a whole crowd. I'd had enough. Even knowing I'd be beaten by all of them, I still grabbed you and bea