Novel & Cerita The Bully In Charge Chapter 1

I said breaking down as I looked around the room. The ladies in the room were all surprised and shocked but none dared speak instead they hurriedly dropped their wine glasses leaving one after the other. For some weird reason Julian smiled. I felt the rage leaving me and the weight of his smile breaking through my spirit. “First you put me in a room meant for a thief, then you ask your head cleaner to make me do chores,” I said pointing to Mrs Gable who was standing behind the room door, “And now you entertain whores!” I said tears streaming down my face.

But my own plans, though seemingly more structured, were fraught with their own complexities and challenges. "I'm just planning on taking over my pack as the next alpha," I said, trying to sound confident and assured. Jules nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd for potential prey. It was then that I noticed a new student approaching us, her head held high and her eyes blazing with defiance. She was unlike any other student I had seen—stubborn and strong-willed, with a fierce determination that radiated from her every pore. Jules, sensing an opportunity to assert her dominance, moved in to bully the newcomer, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. But the girl was no pushover, and soon a fier

Beckett stands so quickly his chair scrapes backward. “No fucking way.” I recognize him too. Older now. Different haircut. But the face is unmistakable. The person taking pictures of my humiliation freshman year wasn’t Amber. It wasn’t Bryce. It wasn’t Jamie. It was Tyler. Beckett’s cousin. And suddenly I understand why Jamie thought she was caught in the middle. Because Tyler hadn’t just known about the bullying. He had been there from the beginning.

I don't know why he transferred from his other School, Sarah didn't know as well. I got bullied before ,then dumped by the person I thought cared about me. Now another bully person decided to come along and saw me as a prey. I was fed up with this so I decided to approach Daniel if anything he should know what transpired between Vincent and Caleb better. I wanted to be sure and if I confirmed it from him I guess I might change my mind. Daniel was in his room when I knocked he told me to come in and I did. He was working on his assignment in his reading desk.

“She smiles more now.” Tommy grinned slowly. “Maybe somebody should stop bullying her then.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t bully her.” All three of them stared at me silently. Then Tyler burst out laughing. “BRO.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at his face. But even while they laughed— One thought stayed stuck in my head. Hannah Foster was changing. Slowly. Quietly. And somehow… I had a feeling our story was only beginning.

《Just let it go. 《They are pathetic bullies. They deserve teeth, not silence.》 I force my wolf’s rage down and kneel in the dirt to collect the scattered bottles. The ground is hot against my bare knees. I reach for a plastic bottle rolling near the girl's shoe. She shifts her foot, lightly kicking dust over my fingers. I bite the inside of my cheek and grab the bottle anyway. Kael finishes his drill and turns toward the commotion. He wipes a towel across his neck. He watches me scramble in the dust. He does not stop the girls. He does not reprimand them. He just stares at me with a dark, arrogant amusement.

and starts to apply pressure. “Nobody leaves this classroom until I’m done.” Says Akihiko and in a daze, everyone says, “Okay…” and they become normal right after replying. “Now then…” says Akihiko while throwing the boy onto the ground. “You little sh*t!!” says the bully who was thrown while getting up and charging at him. Kicking the bully in his abdomen and sending him flying, he says- “Since when were you in charge?” Holding his stomach in pain the bully says-

Chapter 3 Charity POV Denver’s high school has to be the worst school I’ve ever known of. The strong bullies the weak, and the crazy thing is the teachers never say shit about it, and it was really driving me nuts. What the hell are they scared of? That they will be sacked if they talk? Why the hell were they employed in the first place if not to teach and discipline the kids? “Life is always unfair to the poor, Charity. Don’t think about it,” My subconscious mind reminded me, and I sighed briefly as I shook my head. Again, I was ready to go to school, not as the girl they bullied yesterday, but as the real Charity that I am.

They were all smirking as they looked around. I don’t have time for them this morning so, with my head held up high and a straight face, I charge towards their direction which is the way to the hall in which I am to have my class at that time. "Just where do you think you are going?” The expected question comes through and I don't need to be told before I know it’s from Ward, the bully. He walks away from the group of boys and stands before me, eyeing me from head to toe with his hands shoved in his trouser pockets.

Just like every other person in Canada, I believed it was the best school. But I soon learnt the truth— it was the playground for wealthy and spoiled snubs. And from day one, I was doomed when Nate bumped into me, making my coffee splash all over his designer outfit. No matter how much I tried to apologize to him, Nate just couldn't forgive the embarrassment. From that day on, he made sure my life was a living hell with his endless bullying. And now here I was, suspecting my own boyfriend at 10pm in the night because of the stupid-ass text Nate sent.