Stephen's POV- 1974
I grab the collar of Davis Miller, some nerd I like to push around.
I smile at him and say, “Listen, dork, I've told you time and time again to bring me my money. ”
He stutters, “I-I forgot. I'm sorry. ”
Greg, my best friend, says, “Well, this will make you remember forever. ”
I smirk and turn Davis around. He says,
“Please! My mom just bought this underwear! ”
I give him a wedgie and say,
“You don't mind hanging from your locker, right? ”
Greg helps me lift him up and hook his underwear to the corner of his locker. Davis squeals,
“Don't leave me up here! Please! It hurts! ”
Greg and I laugh. Pete comes out of the bathroom and says,
“You guys were suppose to wait for me! ”
I chuckle and say, “This couldn't wait. ”
Pete laughs as he looks at Davis. He asks,
“Will you remember the money next time? ”
He nods vigorously and says,
“I promise fellas. I won't forget again. Please let me down from here! ”
I check my watch and say,
“No can do, Davis. We're late for class. ”
We laugh and begin to walk to class. Greg says, “See you at, Toni's pizza. ”
I nod as he goes down a different hall. Pete says,
“See you later. ”
He heads up the stairs. I have cookery class. I usually don't show up, but I'm hungry.
I begin to check my pockets for my smokes. I'm not looking where I'm going.
Suddenly, someone bumps into me. My tall, muscular figure keeps me standing while the other guy falls to the ground.
I get angry. I say,
“Watch where you're going dork! ”
I can hear the terror in his voice, “I-I apologize! ”
He gets up and quickly collects his papers. He's very skinny and he's dressed like a nerd. He looks at me. His brown eyes make me feel all warm inside. Now I feel bad for yelling at him. That's never happened before. He asks,
“What? Is-Is there something on my face? ”
I say, “No, dork. Get out of my way. ”
I push pass him and keep walking. He says,
“Wait! ”
I stop and turn around. He asks, nervously,
“Do, um, do you know how to-to get to Ms. Pam's room? ”
That's where I'm going! I don't want this nerd there! I say,
“Its down that way on your left. ”
I point in the opposite direction. He nods, smiles, and says,
“Thank you. ”
He begins to make his way down the hall. I turn and keep walking the way I was going. Out of nowhere, I get this sense of guilt. I sigh and groan.
I turn around and say,
“Hey! Geek! ”
He stops and turns around. I sigh again and jog over to him. I say,
“It's this way. Follow me. ”
He nods, obviously knowing I was being a jerk. On the walk to class, he says,
“Wow...that's a lot of tattoos. ”
I say, “I'm a work of art. ”
We continue to walk in silence. When we get there, I say,
“Go ahead, loser, open the door. ”
Frighten at my figure, he opens the door. I shove him in and follow behind. Mrs. Pam notices us, and says,
“Look who decided to show up. ”
For some odd reason, the nerd begins to speak, he says,
“Sorry, I got lost. I had every intention in showing up on time. ”
The whole class laughs, knowing Mrs. Pam's was talking to me. I put my hand on his shoulder and say,
“She was talking to me, geek. ”
The class laughs again. Mrs. Pam says,
“Class quiet. No more outbursts, Stephen. ”
I put my hands up, mockingly and say,
“Not another word from me. ”
I sit in the back, next to Kelly. She's always had a thing for me. Even though she's not my type, I enjoy flirting with her. Mrs. Pam says,
“Class, we have a new student. Would you like to introduce yourself? ”
He smiles and nods. He faces the class and says,
“My name is Michael Jackson. My family and I just moved here from- ”
“Africa! ”
The class laughs. I admit, that wasn't funny. Mrs. Pam says seriously,
“I will NOT have ANY racial slurs in this class! Do you all understand?! ”
Everyone got quiet quick. Mrs. Pam takes Michael off to the side and whispers something to him. He looks completely hurt. Suddenly, Mrs. Pam says,
“Stephen, I want you to be Michael's cooking partner. That means he needs you in this class everyday in order to pass. If you don't show up, both of you fail. ”
I say, “What!? Why?! I haven't done anything! ”
She says, “This isn't a punishment, young man. Now, get up here and sit next to him. ”
I groan and get up. I walk to the front of the class and sit next to Michael at the cooking station.
Michael is looking down at his binder. I groan, then put my head down. As soon as it reaches the table, Mrs. Pam says,
“Head up, Stephen. ”
I raise my head. I look over at Michael. He did this! I should've never told him the truth. I lean over and whisper,
“You're dead meat, loser. ”
Mrs. Pam says,
“Stephen, I will not have you interrupt my class again. ”
I say, “Sorry, Mrs. Pam. ”
She nods and keeps teaching. I glance over at Michael. He's shaking a little. I smirk. Suddenly, I get that guilt feeling. I try to ignore it, but then he begins to shake his leg.
Why does he make me feel this way?!
I lean over and whisper,
“Calm down. I'm not going to do anything. ”
He looks at me and smiles from relief. Mrs. Pam says,
“That's it. Out of my class, Stephen. ”
I whisper to Michael, “But tell anyone I said that and you're really dead. ”
His smile goes away. Mrs. Pam says,
“I won't tell you again, Stephen. ”
I get up and leave her class.
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Bully Love {BoyxBoy}
FanfictionStephen James is the Bully at his high school. He's a struggling senior and he knows he's not doing anything with his life. His friends encourage him to bully others, even though he is the leader of them. One day, a new kid shows up at the school...
