Mr Bully Novels & Stories

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

I replied “Oh, alright. My name's Dave, what's yours?” He asked “Brielle” I told him “Brielle, you're very pretty, with a pretty name” “Thank you” I replied, already starting to get irritated and bored of this conversation. Classic old tales with boys, saying the same things to compliment a girl and impress her. “So I was wondering if you'd like to exchange social media….” “I'm sorry but i'm not in a good mood right now as my ex bully or rather soon to be step brother ruined my entire day and im not in the mood to talk to anyone” I said, cutting him off..

My head lifts. And then— “Ella Monroe.” The room explodes. “No way.” “Ohhhhh.” “You’re kidding.” My stomach immediately drops. Not because I’m upset. Because I know she is. I look across the room. Ella has gone completely still. Like somebody hit pause. Great. Just great. Mr. Bennett looks around. “Do we have a problem?” Nobody answers. Cowards. “Excellent.” He returns to his notes. “Project guidelines are on the board.” Somewhere behind me, Colt mutters, “This should be entertaining.”

I grinned at my boys, who were all looking nervous except for Mancini. I'd warned, I warned them all that my kid was a whole other breed of fucked up, but they all, to a man, claimed she was just a baby. My phone rang on my hip with the first strains of The Dark Army by Rok Nardin. Mengele's demented ass was calling. "It's in the bunny." I snapped my fingers at the boys to get their attention. "How do you know?" "I know." "Ryder, does your ex have a bunny?"

Before I could react, Lucy flipped the table, sending food flying in every direction. Gloria, Michael, Emily, and Wayne all shouted in shock. I looked over at Kyle, who had somehow managed to slip quietly to the door, shaking his head as though he'd already given up. I never imagined Lucy would go this far. I stood still beside her, utterly stunned. With food splattered all over him, Michael bellowed in fury, "This is absurd! This is absurd! I can't believe it!"

MY BULLY IS PSYCHO CHAPTER FORTY ACE Her face was tilted to mine, a wide satisfied smirk plastered on her face, a giggle escaped her mouth as she met my scowl, her reaction would have been cute were it not for the fact that she got my clothes soaking wet. Well, no one would be happy at having their shirt stained with puke Her friend stepped in then, giving me a brief stare, she grabbed Isabel's arm, trying to tug her away from me.

"No one messes with my grandson and goes away with it. I'll deal with you mercilessly. Don't beg me, madam principal. You were here when this happened. I was once a principal and in my time, I did better!" My heart skipped a beat. I didn't have to turn back to know it was Mrs. Morris, the same principal who she expelled me despite the fact that I was bullied. How laughable. I slowly turned around. There she stood, a cocky scowl on her face. She had aged slightly, her locks now having more grey strands. "So you're the irresponsible mother of this aggressive little—" "If you know what's best for you, I'd suggest you watch the next words that come out of your mouth, madam," I interrupted, my vo

He bites his lip and smirks, “The bruises came from him boxing at the gym, so don’t try making stories up because you got called out on being slutty.” I glance around the room, gauging the student’s reactions, and by what I can tell, they are buying Tweedle Dum’s words. I shake my head, “Believe what you want, Brandon, but all you have to do is ask Mason Baker because he’s the one that came in and pulled Tweedle Dee,” nodding toward Toby, “off me, and beat him.”

one of the girls slurred. “Yeah you’re right.” the first girl hummed. She lowered her voice. “But hey, what about that other girl, Wren?” My eyes widened as I pushed myself against the wall. Now they were onto me?! “What about her?” “Cyrus seems awfully interested in her.” the first girl slurred. They were trying to keep the conversation seem like a secret but their drunk selves have underestimated their loud volumes. I pinched the bridge of my nose as these girls would go so far as to think bullying would make a man interested in a girl.

I heard a voice that could only belong to one person call, it was Marilyn , my best friend in Water Bridge High, she rushed towards me in a flurry, I wonder what is up in that head of hers now "Hey what's up" I greeted with a smile which she returned sticking out her tongue "Have you heard the latest?"she hushed glancing around I smiled , this was so much like Marilyn, if there was anything happening, she was surely among the first persons in school to know about it I wonder how she does it "What now?" I asked rolling my eyes at the way she leaned towards me "You won't believe it!" Okay now I was getting impatient, what could it possibly be?