My Highschool Bully Raws Novels & Stories

He, Who is the reason behind everything, that mastermind would have come to help me really! I felt like laughing my heart out and obviously clear the misunderstanding dadda has that Ryley would have been my saviour. Ohh that I could tell him, that bastard is none other than Ryley Shine, the bully bastard who does that to me and to all the students in the school.

"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...."

Until I saw a familiar pair of eyes and the spark in my eyes hid behind my soul. His laugh was loud, the same laughter that rang out each time he and his athletic friends would douse my head in toilet water. Each time they wrote, 'fag' on the locker doors. I froze. Gigi turned towards me, she hadn't seen him yet. "Z?" She asked, "is everything okay?" I didn’t answer. Because there he was. Staring back at me, recognition and amusement flaring in his eyes. It was Ryder Summers, the bully in my high school. In the flesh. Leaner, maybe taller, definitely still just as cocky.

“We know how you earned those stripes.” Ah…. So we’re back in high school now. For a second, I just stare at him. Honestly, it’s almost funny. When was the last time someone actually tried bullying me? I try to remember while adjusting my gloves calmly. Then unfortunately, one stupid face immediately appear in my head. Neylan Astor. Back then in high school, that bastard used to get under my skin so badly I almost punched him daily. Now somehow that same jerk is— I stop myself immediately. “I can’t believe the same jerk became my Alpha.”

Who the fuck does he think he was? She said everyone was talking about it, that means it was in the school blogs and forums? I immediately logged in to my i*******m account. My eyes widened with surprise as I read the top articles. “Sebastian Hale bully's step brother.” “Rich bully vs Scholarship kid.” “Eli Brooks alleged stepbrother to the bully.” “You got to be fucking kidding me!” I screamed furiously.

“No apology?” My brows drew together. “Apology for what?” The room fell silent then Raph snapped. “I was bullied because of you’ His veins taut at his temples. “Bullied because of me?” That jarred chuckle bubbled out of my throat. “I begged you stay away from me. We couldn’t be friends for fuck sake. I was a Recessive, did you think I could risk you finding out and telling the whole school?” My throat burned as I spoke.

"I get bullied for being attracted to someone. I get beat up, Ford. Punched. Kicked. Called names. It's not easy" "I'm sorry, i didn't mean it like that i just- My parents would care. I'd be shunned" his eyes glance around, likely keeping an eye out for his football friends. "I get it" I whisper, nodding. "See you at our spot?" he asks, his eyes lighting up with hope. "Of course" I nod, and then I'm heading to class. I feel sick to my stomach. — "You're even more irritating than I thought" I mumble, writing down some ideas for our project. Mrs. Lowey is my favorite teacher, and her class is one of my favorites. She teaches biology. Our project is to study a wild animal.

“Go ahead! Cry, scream! Show the world that face and tell them I bullied you. Do it!” My voice rose sharply at the end. The memory of the acid burning away my features in my previous life flashed through my mind. Overwhelmed with rage, I stomped on her face twice before finally turning to leave. … Downstairs by the school building, my desk mate, Rachel Summers, was waiting for me. “PE class started ages ago. What were you doing up there?” I replied casually, “Oh, just bullying the new girl.” She turned to me in shock. “What?!”

Since getting the question about bullying yesterday, Raga kept thinking about Keenan. He remembered the incident a few years ago when he was in high school often bullying junior high school students. The man was afraid if Keenan was one of his bully victims. Back in high school, Raga was famous for being naughty and troublemaker. There was no day without problems that the man made. Almost every day there are problems he makes, ranging from getting caught skipping class, smoking, brawls and also bullying younger siblings. Raga used to be a person who didn't like other people who could be superior to him. If there was someone more popular than him at school, then he would immediately bully him

I pressed on and he sighed. “Alright… I uhm. I used to be a bully in school…” he said and I smiled. “Like the good bully or bad bully?” I asked, causing him to raise an eyebrow. “What the heck is good bully?” “The kind of one you do to someone who's so dumb..you know what I'm talking about right?” “Alright ... .I was a bad bully who almost killed a boy who was on scholarship in our school…And now the video was sent to me, not only that....I didn’t know someone would release it publicly,” Vincenzo continued, his voice low and tense.