Bully Jimmy の小説・ストーリー

"If you want to survive here, stay out of trouble—especially with the BB girls and Zachary." "BB girls? Who’s Zachary?" Lowering her voice, Olivia explained, "Zachary is Harrington’s biggest bully. And the BB girls? They’re our own mean girls—like the movie, but worse." Riley smiled nervously, hiding her sweaty palms. "I hope I never meet them."

I shake my head at him, is this going to be a confession? "It happened when we were in junior high school." We? Is this about me? I'm more than curious to know now. "There is this boy that used to hang out around you, and collect money and other stuff from you..." Of course, I remember that. Stanley used to be my biggest bully, but thankfully he suddenly left just before our senior year. Wait... Does Pierce have anything to do with it? "Well, one day, my parents travelled, so I invited him over to our house, and I beat him to a pulp and smashed his head with a baseball bat."

In their eyes, their friend has gone mad—why else would he kiss me? Suddenly, one of his friends whistles loudly with two fingers stuffed into his mouth. I recognize him as Henry Scampert. He has been relentless in his bullying ever since middle school. There was this one time he dipped my whole face in the toilet, and trust me, he didn't care that I was a girl. He still used all of his force. "Brandon!" He shouts. "Did you lose a bet or something?!" Brandon freezes before slowly putting me back down on the ground. I have no idea what could be going through his head. Despite this, I still hide behind him when Henry approaches us. Brandon glances down at me in return, and some emotion I can't

He was a creepy gothic-looking kid who was friends with just about everyone and never seemed particularly depressed despite his all-black attire. "You do?" Mrs Kendall looked confused. "Hmm. It says under the 'Don'ts' not to hit the bully. If someone bullied me, I wouldn't just hit them. I'd pin 'em down by their ears so they could look me in the eyes while I bit their nose off," he explained. "Okay, Felix." Mrs Kendall nodded and rolled her eyes. Nobody would dare bully Felix. 'I wish I were more like him,' Jamie thought. 'Why can't I be confident like him? Why can't I say those things?'

“Stop bullying your sister Jim.” “Dad, are you kidding me?” Jim chuckled. “No one can bully this brat of yours. She’s the bully herself. I want you to ask her about her latest accomplishments.” Jim smiled as his eyes met Fiona’s fiery look. Dave let out a loud laugh almost choking on his saliva.

It was the first time as well that he could show her his small room. "Jim, you are so handsome," Bella teased, more to make the boy flustered because he looked endearing. "Thank you, sister," Jim replied with a shy voice. He was seven years old and had red hair that made him different from others. But he was bullied for this too. "Wow! Your room is so neat and my room is a mess. If you went to my house, you'll see," Bella said, looking around. Jim didn't reply to her, but a certain gleam passed through his eyes; a wish that he couldn't express.

Jimmy growled, his anger palpable. The tension escalated as I stood firm, my words hanging in the air like a challenge. Jimmy's face reddened with rage, his anger and indignation boiling over. "You think you can dictate what I do?" he sneered, but I cut him off, my voice unwavering. "I'm not asking you to think, I'm telling you. You shouldn't dare bully her ever again." I warned, My gaze never wavered, my eyes locked onto Jimmy's, daring him to push back.

A twinkle appeared in his eyes, reflecting clear sadness, to say: My colleague told me: Do not force any woman to be your mother. He continued calmly and seriously, as if reassuring me: So I will not force you.. I was very surprised by what he said! And it made me realize two things! Jimmy may be being bullied by his classmates, and secondly, he really needs a mom! He must see his friends with their mothers and feel inferior for that.. This is.. very sad! I sighed with a smile to change the subject: Tell me, Jimmy, what are you good at doing? Are you talented at something?

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.

“Why don’t you just kill me, Jim? You’ve ruined my life and—” “Hey... what’s this? Don’t overreact, Jiji. Are you crying? Angie Reviera crying?” Jimmy laughed as he wiped Angie’s tears away in a mocking tone. “Come on, Sis... don’t tickling me. You failed your mission and now you’re caught up in puppy love. Don’t you realize how funny your attitude is?”