{Nick}
{After School}"This isn't funny!" I yelped, and tried reaching for my book bag, that is hung highly on the tall lockers, which I obviously can't reach. Plus I'm already late to my chess club meeting, and I have some important documents inside there.
"Reach then" One growls, and I look down in surprise, Obviously I can not reach, who can reach the top? Big giants like them. I mean it's not a bad thing to be tall, all my brothers are tall and girls and boys find is beautiful,
"Obviously~I cannot! I'm only 5'8" I growl, and stomp my foot in anger.
"That is not my problem you don't workout, or eat good" The boy says.
"I do eat healthy- Healthy is the correct term, freak!" I yell.
"Freak? Correct Term? You are such a nerd!" The boy huffs, and crosses his arms.
"I was actually starting to like you, and I actually was hoping we could be friends-But now that I think of it, who would want to be with a loser like you?" He asks, and laughs, bumping shoulders with me, and leaves.
I rub my eyes after taking off my own glasses, I suddenly sigh loudly, and kick the locker. Why would someone who has bullied you for years, finally admit their feelings? Be my friend? As if. Such a smart damn lie. That fool actually wanted to be my friend? How could he think I would just forgive him like that? After everything he has done to me.. this just makes me laugh. So many questions to ask, but I couldn't answer them, only he could. But he probably couldn't either. Because 'Dumb Bullies' like him don't understand anything they do. They just bully because it's 'Cool'. No it's not cool to bully, and then you convince yourself bullying is okay, and you forget why you did it in the first place, and repeat your actions. I wish there was some way I could help all those lost, and feared kids out there suffering from bullying and tell them it is okay. They will work for you one day. They will be punished. They will pay.. not by cruelty nor abuse, but by their futures.
"Nick?"
I turn around and come face to face with Hero.
"Hero? What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I have been standing here for about 5 minutes, while he have been staring at your bookbag" She says holding it in her hands.
"How did you get it?" I ask.
"I found a stool in that closet" She giggles.
"Thank you so much, best friend" I laugh, and poke her cheek.
"Don't touch my face-I just cleaned it with an exfoliated wipe" She mutters and crosses her arms.
"Whatever, best friend, lets go to my house, yea?" I ask, bothering her with the best friend term.
We hook our arms together, and I watch her eye twitch in amusement. Whenever her eye twitches, it means she's nervous. When you are her best friend, you learn a lot. She linked our arms and walks to the front double, charcoal-gray doors, and pushed it open. The harsh wind hit our faces, and we let out a gasp. How did It get so cold? I see my brothers, and I drag her over to them.
"No! I don't like them!" She gasps.
"Just come on you kitty! They love you!.. I mean who could not love you?" I ask myself, as she blushes a dark rose pink.
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My Older Brothers
Teen FictionExperience through the eyes of a nerdy little brother on what he goes through every day, and how his older brothers are always there for him. 13+ Includes bullying, violence, hints of mild language, and teasing. 2016; wrote this in middle school.