James Cole
Writing
Short story.
BULLY NATION.
Here I am, sitting in writing class, topic less. I listen to the silent ruffling of pages, the pencils that mark them, and the second hand on the clock as it ticks and tocks. Every time I look up there are three boys staring at me. Their names: Jay, Nathaniel, and Alex. Sometimes it looks like my teacher. Mrs. Kyle is staring at me too. I keep my head down and act like I have something to write. No matter what my paper will still be blank as I am extremely nervous about what will happen in the next hour or day or week. I backtrack in my head of reasons why they could possibly be hunting me. Well, there is always that time when I gave Nathaniel a bald spot with a pair of scissors in sixth grade. It could be because I pantsed him on stage when he was receiving his award for having straight A’s. That was all in sixth grade, there’s no way he can hold a grudge that long, only girls have that kind of superpower. I only did one thing that made jay hate my guts. In fifth grade I tied his shoes together while he was sitting down and when he tried to ask out his crush, he tripped right in to her. Alex on the other hand, he’s just always had a hate for me. It’s possible that he’s just backing up his friend’s, jay and Nathaniel. There’s also always that possibility that he’s racist. I did steal bailey from him in 7th grade, I mean what can I say, I am short and adorable, and he’s tall and mean. Okay, maybe I do have some miner reasons why they hate my guts. I look and everyone’s writing including the big bad three (that’s what they call themselves) as soon as the first bell rings, they simultaneously lifted the heads with smirks on their faces. I quickly pack up and start running to my next period.
I don’t have them in any of my next periods for the day so I’m safe… for now. Schools out and the first thing the big three does and is targeting me. I go for a gamble. I run to my locker looking both ways before crossing intersections in the halls. I then open my locker to get my homework out. A locker three lockers down slams shut and it scares the c--- out of me. Literally I felt like I had to use the bathroom. This time, a locker two lockers down shuts closed except this time it comes from my left. At this point I feel like I have lost the gamble. A third locker then slams across the hall behind me. I slowly turn around and I see Alex, smiling a sinister grin. “AGH” the forth locker is my locker as the metal door slams right in to my hand. I drop my books and run as fast as I can. Not even knowing who it was that smashed my hand, because there isn’t any way I’m looking back. Alex is the one I’m really scared of. He has black hair and has a Spanish skin tone. He’s big, tall, strong, and scares me.  Jay is smaller than Alex, he’s a lot more agile though and he’s a lot quicker. He’s a little taller than I am but he isn’t faster or more agile than I am. Nathaniel is a short, more rotund kid that I could most likely take on if it’s one v one, but that won’t happen. He’s that one kid you see in the yearbook with the nerdy glasses and the hair that looks like it was cut by Helen Keller (no disrespects for Helen Keller, but you get the point.) Nathaniel is also taller than me but he’s very slow and not very coordinated. He played left bench warmer on the school basketball team, jay played right. Nathaniel isn’t really the beating people up type, he’s the type to build traps and make clans to terrorize you and make your life h---.
I’m running through the halls as fast as I can, tripping, slipping and getting right back up. First I trip on a history book right in to a locker. Then I get up and turn the corner Nathan then ambushes me from somewhere and then splashes water on the ground so that I slip into another locker. God if I had an EMP right now. I then look back and see Alex and jay gaining on me. I run as the cold water slowly drips down my arms in legs. I start to cry when I push the door leading to outside. I’m trapped outside. These guys are like professional bullies, “how did two straight F students and one straight A student outsmart me this good,” I think. I wipe the tears from eyes trying to show a little bit of strength. A great idea comes into my head and I decide to do something I saw in a madea movie. I pull out my phone. “watchya gonna do call your mommy” jay says. “Or your girlfriend.” Alex adds. “Or, or”- Nathanial scratches his head. “Ghostbusters.” We all look at him like he’s a complete idiot. “you know, like, who you gonna call, GHOST BUSTERS.” Nathan says. “You are an embarrassment to everyone on the planet, my seven year old sister could say something better than that, and she’s mute. While all that was going on I dialed on my phone, 1800-choke-dat-embisol. How the call works is you dial the number but no one answers. You just dial and then end it. Once that happens the people who work at the facility send someone to help you out with what ever your problem is. It’s pretty much an advanced state farm. “Hey, who are you calling,” Nathaniel says as he tackles me to the ground. I try to lift myself up but his weight doesn't think so. He then starts wailing on me. I hear a loud muffled noise in the background. Then Nathan gets up off of me. When I wake I sit up I see a big muscular black man come out of a great light. My first thought, “Jesus.” Then I look closer at the man and I see the next best thing. “Who the heck are you” Jay says. The man then started to tear, and then got really angry. “How the *&%^@$ do you not know who I am, every one knows who I am, I’m the best, the greatest, god created me and saw perfection of its finest. How do you not know who I am?” He said. Then Nathaniel whispered to jay, “someone’s got a little ego.” He then looks at me lying there broken, and shattered with bruises all over my face. He kneels close to me. “You, black kid, Know who I am, right” I looked at him in complete disbelief. Yes I know who you are” I say in absolutely annoyed. “Who am I, what am I” the man says. “Your Floyd Maywheather the best boxer of all time” I say knowing that mike Tyson and Muhammad ali are a lot better, but I decide I should probably make him happy and not mention that. “Good boy, I am the best at everything, even Kanye west will bow down to me. Nobody likes kanye west anyway, he thinks he’s all that, all the time, Kanye west is like a black Justin Bieber who cant dance or sing or do anything for that matter with his egotistical self I am like Thanos.” “Ha, I can take this jit.” Alex then says. Floyed Maywheather then turns around to catch Alex’s fist and twist his arm. Then he does a sidekick to Alex’s stomach making him fly. Jay punch’s him in his stomach but then Floyds six pack sprains jays hand. Nathanial just decides to run away. Then Floyd helps me up and nods as he gets onto a helicopter that I didn't even noticed was there and flies off. i think id be better off with emp systems