The beginning
Jordan Taylor. My high school bully since
7th grade. When I accidentally cut In front of him in line at lunch. He has bullied me everyday since, Even tho I apologize to him for it. He doesn’t care either way, I don’t know what I did that was so wrong :( but whatever it is he sure makes me pay for it, and speak of the devil, here he is now.. Jordan walks up to my locker and leans on it
“Well,well what do we have here”? I look at him sending him one of my “death glares” “You look tough Tiffany but your really not”. Can you please get off my locker? So I can go to my next class.
“Wouldn’t myself being late would I? But making you late sounds fun”. But before I could say anything, Stacy a.k.a my best friend is here to “save the day?”
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Dont you have some more brain cells to lose, Mr. bully? Oh, I totally forgot you don’t have any brain cells”. I couldn’t help but smile and let out a few held back laughs, Jordan looks between me and Stacy with defeat written all over his face.
Victory is ours! I say in a joyful tone, Stacy has always been there for me since Jordan started to bully me. I owe her my life for it, Although she scares off Jordan she scared me too.
