The Bully In Charge Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I should’ve seen it coming, but even I didn’t think she was this stupid. Janie flew up from the chair in a rage and went after Elena, talons bared and teeth gnashing like something out of the wild. And before I or either Jared or Travis could reach them, Elena swung and knocked her down with a punch to the face. The screeching was almost unbearable in the empty room as it bounced off the walls like an echo.

I say, poking my finger into his chest. “I don’t know what you think gives you the right to behave like this, but I am not scared of you.” And I realise at that moment I am not actually scared anymore. “You are a bully, plain and simple!” My voice has risen, attracting a couple of looks from passers-by. Richard immediately drops his arms and takes a step back, folding them across his chest. “Maybe if you behaved like a normal human being, instead of the psycho you seem to be, I wouldn’t need to lay charges against you.” With that, I turn and walk defiantly away.

She seemed like a breath of fresh air, a new chapter in their school journey. It was lunch period and Hannah made her way down the bustling hallway, she stumbled upon a scene that would change her life, and the lives of many others, forever. Near the lockers, a group of bullies led by Jack was tormenting a smaller student named Max. Max, a timid boy with glasses, had become an unfortunate target for the bullies. He stood there, trembling and on the verge of tears, his books strewn across the floor. The bullies laughed cruelly, relishing in Max's misery.

I loved Mommy and Mia and it felt so sad to know that I was going to meet the bullies again. “Bye, Mommy. Love you.” “Love you, too,” Mom replied, and she drove away. When I got to class, I saw the bullies were waiting for me. They were sitting at the end of the room. Their eyes gazed at me. Even though my other friends had arrived by then, they couldn’t do anything to defend me because the four bad guys had powerful strength, loud voices, and scary faces. Better, I ignored them. “Anya, the illegitimate child, is here!” Daniel yelled, the leader of the four bad guys. When he laughed, he showed his rows of black teeth. Disgusting.

I hit my head with my hands, trying to push away the confusing thoughts as I continued walking to class. The final bell rang and I hesitated to leave the classroom. I knew what awaited me outside; a group of bullies, ready to pounce on me. I waited for everyone to leave, but it seemed like they were taking their own sweet time. As I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt something cold and wet dripping on my head. I gasped in shock and looked back to see Steve's friends, grinning at me. They had poured water on me. My shirt was soaked, and my skin was visible from underneath. I felt a pang of embarrassment and shame wash over me.

My Highschool Bully CHAPTER ONE The moment I walked into the ballroom, I knew I shouldn’t have come. The music was loud, the laughter fake, and the air too thick with nostalgia I didn’t want. I just wanted to smile politely, drink free champagne, and leave. But then I saw him. Ethan Carter. My high school bully. My nightmare. My tormentor. The boy who made my teenage years hell. And now? He was a man. A devastatingly gorgeous one.

she added, smiling apologetically as she stacked her magazines. "No worries at all!" I replied with a smile. "How long have you been at Oak Mountain School?" "Long enough to fill you in on the gossip around here." she said, eyeing me curiously. "Like about 'DANGER'?" I inquired. She nodded and replied, "Everything was fine until I heard that the worst bully of them all is returning this term, which has me quite worried." "Tell me more about him." I urged, intrigued. "There was a girl here who was quite the nerd. One day, she refused to do an assignment for Reuben, and as a result, he failed. His family was furious, and he took his anger out on her," she recounted, her tone grave.

His thoughts hadn’t the time to arrange themselves when Chazriv came at him from behind, forcing him to retreat to the side so that he placed both boys in front of him and left the exits within sight, save the one on his right, the one he wouldn’t be going into because for some reason, the third man just happened to be standing there watching him with a sly grin. Being bullied had been intriguing at first. Then it had slowly grown into a significant discomfort when it took a toll on his physically demanding lessons. Now it was a great bother; a mounting discomfort. The worse part? Naralayne had grown to leaving it to his boys now. It was almost as if it was only happening now to maintain a s

I supposed it was something he must have gotten used to by now, but it sent a jolt of fury through me. Ten years later, and he was still the same bully he was back in high school. Different title and different position but at the core, Grayson Vexley was still a fourteen-year-old boy sneering at kids younger and ‘lesser’ than him. And I would rather swallow acid than let him pull that shit with me again. “Of course, sir,” Blondie said, trying to sound calm but his voice came out too high-pitched and I tried not to cringe.