The University of the South

The Bully (1 of 5)

There were times that I wish I got to know my friends more before I started to hang out with them.

"Greg, you good? I've been literally trying to call your fucking attention." Candy asks as she stares up at me with sass, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.

I nod and sigh, staring ahead of me.

"Yeah, what did you say again?" I ask as Candy suddenly focuses on something else.

I follow her line of vision and that's when my eyes fall on her.

Fiona Carson.

She was her own person, had her own small group of friends, the responsible type.

I had noticed her for a long time, but she wasn't someone I would associate with.

There was a reason.

"Look what the cat dragged in. It's the loser." Candy says as she smirks at Fiona's figure, as she walks over to her.

Not again.

"Hey Carson, why so emo?" Candy asks as Fiona raises a brow at her.

Fiona pays no attention to her and Candy scoffs in annoyance.

This was always the drill, here we go again.

"Candy come on, let's go some place else."

She laughs bitterly and looks back at Fiona.

"You're lucky my friend here wants to get to class on time. Isn't that right, Greg?" She asks and I roll my eyes, remaining quiet because of how impatient I was getting.

This bullying thing was getting old.

I didn't want to continue this, but I also didn't want to ditch my friends since highschool.

"Hey Fiona, I heard you had a little crush on Gregory here? That true?" She asks Fiona and Fiona instantly turns red.

What the hell? Candy was making shit up.

"Candy we'll be late to class." I tell her impatiently, wanting to leave instantly.

Candy giggles and pushes Fiona against the wall.

"You want to fuck him don't you?" She asks and Fiona gasps, shaking her head.

What the actual fuck, Candy?

"What? No." Fiona instantly says and Candy shoves her again.

"Candy, let's fucking go." I say harshly but Candy doesn't budge.

Candy lets out a laugh and lifts a hand to her.

"Say you want to fuck him or I'll make you pay." She says and Fiona cowers, shaking her head.

Okay, that's it.

"Candy that isn't fucking funny. We're gonna be late." I say and walk away from the scene, knowing Candy will follow close by.

Candy wasn't my girlfriend, I didn't like her that way but we were close and I knew she was secretly jealous of Fiona.

"Come on, Greg! It was funny. She turned as red as a tomato." Candy says, catching up to me and giggling.

I turn to face her and scoff.

"You were making lies, Candy. That wasn't funny." I say and she shakes her head.

"Nah, I heard from Andrew that she has a thing for you. It's pathetic really." She says and I raise a brow at her.

Fiona Carson had a thing for me?

"You can't prove that, shut up." I say and Candy scoffs in annoyance.

"She soo does! Wait, she doesn't stand a chance though right? You don't do relationships!" She says and I roll my eyes and walk into the room.

I didn't do relationships, but I had never considered Fiona before.

Yeah she was pretty, but she had only ever been the girl my friends picked on.

She was pretty smart too I guess.

Now that I think of it, she was kinda my type.

Wait a minute, I couldn't like her. Candy and the guys would pick on her more for it.

"Forget it. Let's get to class." I say and walk inside.

. . .

I walk into the party, this was kinda an every week thing for me.

I loved getting wasted with my friends and just forgetting about my responsibilities for a little while.

"Hey, Greg have some of this!" Andrew says over the loud music as he hands me a cigarette and I take a puff before giving it back to him.

Wait a minute, that wasn't a regular cigarette.

I scoff at Andrew and he chuckles.

"Asshole." I say and Andrew laughs harder.

Fucking weed.

"Come on, get high and find some chick to fuck." Andrew says and I roll my eyes at him.

Well I kind of did want to forget.

What the heck.

I take the blunt from him and take another puff.

Shit this thing hit fast.

I take a sip of my beer and instantly feel fuzzy.

I scan the room and suddenly bump into a petite figure.

"I'm sorry." She quickly says and looks up at me.

Fiona?