My Highschool Bully Novels & Stories

We settled in, and I also stopped by my old high school to visit my homeroom teacher. Over the years, she'd gotten to know me and trusted me, which was how I had been able to look after Grandma all through high school. "I always knew you'd make it big," my teacher said. I smiled at her and thanked her. After her class started, I walked around the school. In the restroom, I overheard voices from the next stall—some girls were throwing insults, sounding like classic school bullying. Alice was the target. "Aren't you always bragging about how your mom and dad are these great, amazing doctors? Now you can't even help me pull a few strings for my family? I'm not asking for your whole life, just t

I would rather not. This time every year, I am haunted. I feel like a monster today. I don’t want to go to college. I would like to keep myself away from her. At least today, I want to be miles away from her. I am a different person now, but the day still haunts me. I was in ninth grade and things were going good for me. I had always been good in studies, but those days, I had my growth spurt and I was one of the biggest guys in class. I was still seen as the guy who had attacked three seniors and the respect for me was intact. But as I grew taller and stronger, I became a bit of a bully. No one questioned me and what I said had to happen. All teachers were big fans of mine and used to disre

"How could they allow such hair in the school? What rubbish!" A boy from the class said in a low pitch. His name was Bright. Bright was the oldest in the class and had always enjoyed the reputation of 'the school bully', and now I candidate to bully, well I'm not new to people like him, I've been bullied almost all my life. From the first second Bright set his eyes on me, he had developed this strong hatred, well, I don't blame him, it's something that comes naturally, Boys hate hate me, they often see me as a competition, poor me, I don't even have time for that. "can't you even see his eyes? The buy is even wearing contact lenses."

I pulled my head back away from Baxter, feeling disgusted by what he did. "Don't touch her." Billy fired back. "Ohhh. I'm really scared of you, wimp. Where's your back up? Oh wait, you're still a fucking recruit." Baxter said as he strongly push Billy and laughed. Billy almost fell on the ground but I quickly caught him. Baxter and his friends laughed at him like they were having fun with what they were doing and well the other students around us were laughing at us too. In every school there will always be a bully only that this bully is not a high school bully. I need to get rid of my mindset as a high schooler. Baxter's a goddamn frat member, a whole new level of being a bully and I know

“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

Had he always been the troublesome type? Back in high school, everyone knew he was a biker god. He belonged to a team and often atimes, he was warned against his reckless races by the school authorities. Honestly, I didn’t know much because I was that unattractive booksmart nerd with big glasses that no one cared about and I was never confident enough to get close to the cool students. I had experienced my own fair share of high school bullies until Carol stood up for me one time. That was how we became best of friends. It started with me helping with her assignments and just like that, she fell for me. So did I.

My reputation at school is more important than being known to be in a relationship with Zoey. It's never easy to be bullied. That is something I am aware of from my previous school. When I was in elementary school, It was a harrowing experience, and I vowed that I would never live like that again. But on the first day of my first year at Clover High, I discovered that Zoey had become the bully's prey. It was too much for me to bear because I had also been traumatized due to my grade school experiences. My mother was unaware that I had been bullied because I was very good at hiding it from her.

An arrogant alpha heir would be a big trouble for me who had a secret to hide. With that thought, I entered South Pack Union High School, which made things more difficult for me every day. Not only was it the fact that they tended to be excessively strict with underprivileged students, but it was the ideal center for the new leaders to exercise their bullying power. I got ready to go to my locker and almost wanted to go home when I saw the evil entourage laughing down the hall as they searched for prey to torment. That group was led by Britney, one of the high school bullies, a she-wolf from one of the southern territory packs, and my personal nightmare.

“Finally found you, Isabelle Davis.” It’s Joe, my high school bully, the guy who got beaten up by Zen because he was trying to sexually harass me. Now, he is sitting in front of me, with a cigarette in his hand, man spreading, with a smirk on his face. By reading his face, I can tell the awful things that are going to go down. I know he will take his revenge, as much as I know him from my high school days he’s a very ‘an eye for an eye’ type of guy. I was the reason he got beaten up so badly, he will make sure he puts me back to my place. And I don’t even have Zen around to save me this time.

Now the game has begun. " Dare anyone of you to bully her. She is my target so keep distance from her " the guy warned everyone. His warning made girls to jealous of Naitee while boys shrink. Some students didn't mind his warning. After all, they have never bullied her because they come to school to study not to bully other students. While the students who love to bully her groaned in anger. But they assure themselves saying that it would be fun watching her get bullied by these five senior boys. They are in their 12th standard which makes them senior in their class.