Was playing Bully and decided to try my hand at a story :3.
She sighed and looks out the window of the car. She supposed it wasn't too bad since she didn't get a chance to make any real friends in her last school, it was after all very short year. Her mother was climbing to the top of her company but didn't want have to catch a flight every other morning nor did she want to be away from her family for weeks just to fly back for a weekend and go back on a plane to wherever her career demanded her to be.
Her father was more blue collar and took on construction jobs in whatever area they moved to. Why did they both need to work? Security she supposed.
"Am I going to get a chance to finish a whole year this time?" She asked in a dull toned voice, highly doubting it.
"Actually we have a something in mind." Her father started trying to smile, but she can already see he didn't really care for whatever idea they had.
"What?" She sat up straight. Whatever it was it sounded like a chance at stability for schooling. She brushed a lock of black wavy hair from her face as her eyes opened wide with hope.
"Well to be honest Molly." Her mother started. "We will only be here for a month." She said while keeping her eyes focused on the road. Molly then leaned back lazily into her seat head once again leaning against the window.
"Oh...'kay." She muttered in response.
"But.." Her father started as Molly sat back up.
"What?" She urged waiting for them to tell her what 'but' was leading to.
"The school in this city that you will be going to." Her mom started again. "Bullworth, is also a boarding school. Every student is there for the entire semester." She said. Before Molly could open her mouth to respond. "I'm not saying we're sending you there to stay for sure-but we know you been wanting to settle in and get a chance to make some friends and well, have some real memories and experiences rather then having to pack up before you get a chance to do anything. You can finally join a team and see it through to the end." Her mother peeked into the rear-view mirror at her bat and glove by her side.
"I guess...but where will you guys be?" She asked.
"Well for the first month we'll be in this city, but then we'll be moving again. I'm not entirely sure where." Her mother admitted.
"We'll write to you every week, send you allowances every 2 weeks." Her father added but Molly could see the look on his face that he didn't want her to go. "And if you get sick of it you can always call and we'll come get you right away." He couldn't help but add.
"Archie, let her think on it." Her mother sighed. "Our apartment is going to be on the other side of the city so we got you a dorm at the school so you're never late for class.
"We'll come get you on the weekends." Her father added.
Molly smiled a bit at this. It's not like they were ditching her out of the blue, she got to decide this time. It might be nice to settle in somewhere for once. She was no stranger to how cliques worked and she's been the new kid more then enough times to know who to avoid and who to give a glimmer of trust to on the first week.
"Do you want your father to come in with you to see the headmaster? Or he could help bring in your bags." Her mother said as they stopped in front of the academy.
"No, no I'm fine." Molly said quickly as she grabbed out her suitcase and her schoolbag-which looked much like a suitcase as well. "I think I can handle it from here." She said. No offense to her parents but at times like these they could get sappy and she didn't want anybody to take notice and have a reason to tease her already. She rushed through the goodbye hugs and kisses before anyone could see.
She had a white t-shirt with red short sleeves with a worn blue flannel shirt over it, a red flannel skirt with a chain on it, worn out looking jeans and ugly worn out black boots. It looked as though she came back from a hiking trip. Her mother couldn't help but sigh at what she was wearing to meet the headmaster.
"Molly, I told you this morning you were going to meet ." Her mom huffed.
"What?" Molly stood outside the vehicle looking down at her outfit. "Should I have put on my ball gown?" She gave a toothy smile as her father chuckled a bit. "I like this stuff, besides I don't look good in formal stuff." She said.
"You do too, I spent 250 dollars on a new pair of women's boots and you never even-" Her mother started.
"I'm saving them for when I have somewhere nice to be. You want me to wear them and ruin them from walking around casually?" Molly argued. Truth was the heels were too high for her liking and she always feared she would walk awkwardly and snap her ankle. "I wear them to a dance or something." She promised. Her mother shook her head a bit and gave a light smile at her tomboy of a daughter.
"Alright Molly, this is your chance for a normal straight school year." She took a breath and looked around the large campus as she made her way to the headmasters office.
"Mmhmm. Very good." was looking through her last years grades as he nodded in approval, but then had frowned at the last two. Molly winced. Probably her history and Geography, she just never could get into it. "Well I see you need some work on that." He looked up from the papers a moment and knew that she realised where she was lacking. "Seems like you got a few detentions before." He added with a narrow of his eyes.
"A few...Most complete misunderstandings." Molly added. He seemed so pleased with her up until the end.
"Misunderstandings?!" He scoffed. "That's what they always say. Mallikha was it?" He double checked her papers.
"It's Mall-Eh-Kheh." She pronounced it in a more arabic accent. "I would prefer to be called Molly sir." She added looking down at her thumbs. A teacher before once tried to say it but made it sound flemmy and accidentally spit a bit in front of the whole class and every student had started to make fun of her name and her race because of that, it was when she moved to her next school her parents made sure to tell the teachers to call her Molly for short. "It's a bully preventing name." Molly added before he can object to it. Hopefully he would understand some kids liked to see others miserable for the hell out it.
"I hope I don't hear about any trouble from you young lady. Keep up your grades-work on others." said. "I don't want any lip on how tedious you may think it is." He added. She sunk in her chair. That was probably more likely then he thought. To her the point of history was to learn from it.
'Can't I just say I have no intention on trying to take over the world and skip it?' She thought to herself. As for geography, just couldn't stay awake for it, it was as bad as history to her.
She snapped out of her daze as he handed her some papers and number to her new dorm room.
"Alright you're all set. Welcome to Bullworth Academy." He said. "Here is your schedule." He added as he held up a monday through friday schedule.
"Thank you sir." Molly nodded taking every paper he held out to her as he gave a narrow smile. 'First day and it's like I already stepped on his toes.' She sighed to herself as she stepped out of the office. Hopefully he wasn't intent on holding every piece of bad history to judge her, he seemed the type. "Please let this school be awesome." She murmured to herself as she reopened the school doors to leave. An egg just barely missing her hitting the opposite door she was exiting from.
She stood frozen for a moment unsure why somebody whipped a random egg in her direction.
"You wanna go preppy?!" A boy in a black leather jacket and gelled up hair snarled at a very well dressed and clean cut boy. The prep boy started to run off while whipping eggs at the boy in the leather jacket. They didn't even notice her as they shot insults back at each other while running towards the back of the school.
"Nononono! UGH." She turned her head to see a jock looking kid shove an overweight boy in a green vest into a garbage bin.
"Mandy give it back! I need those notes." A girl cried out wearing pink cat eye rimmed glasses and a green flannel uniform dress. She was pleading with a cheerleader who seemed like she was swatting a fly rather then ignoring the pleads of the geeky looking girl.
Molly stood there for what felt like 5 minutes watching endless displays of bullying and harassment of different students. It was practically a student war zone.
"You best pick wisely." A voice said from behind her. She turned around to see a meek looking boy in a blue Bullworth vest, who's undershirt was pink.
"What?" Molly blinked at him.
"You're the new kid right?" He asked her. "I'm Peter Kowalski, but most people call me Petey." He held a hand out to her.
"Molly Hunson." She took his hand. "Are you the one who's supposed to show me around?" She asked.
"Huh? No, they probably have another girl to do that. In fact I'm pretty sure it was suppose to be Beatrice but she's a little busy now..." He looked at the geeky girl trying to snatch her notes back from the cheerleader. "It's actually a normal thing." Petey told her.
"Shouldn't somebody do something?" Molly frowned.
"Well none of us can. See that big guy over there?" Petey pointed to a large muscular boy holding a football surrounded by other jocks. "That's Ted, her boyfriend. And all of those other oversized guys around him are his friends. Jocks."
"Would they hit a girl?" Molly asked getting ready to set her suitcases and papers down and help Beatrice.
"Maybe not hit, but Mandy will probably find a way to make your stay here more miserable." Petey warned her. "Don't worry about it, the other geeks probably will give her some notes anyways, they know how it is." Petey reassure her. No need to get the new kid in trouble with the cliques on her first day.
"What about the prefects?" Molly asked.
"Well it could work if you don't mind being the school snitch and have everyone avoid you in a bad way." Petey said. "It's best if she gets lucky and one of them takes notice on their own." He could see the look of annoyance on Molly's face already. "I can show you around if you'd like. Just don't expect me to show you around the girls dorm." He said. It was strictly off limits to boys.
"Alright then." Molly said. "Actually I should stop there first to drop off my stuff. And change into uniform." She looked down at her casual wear.
"Alright, I'll wait here." Petey smiled as she smiled back.
'He seems nice, and not the manipulative kind of way.' Molly grinned a bit. This may be her first friend. Right now after witnessing the jungle this school could be, making friends right away maybe the only way to survive this school. Honestly she was feeling a bit of a thrill of excitement from it all. Right now she saw it as a way to make up for all the actual school socializing she may have missed over the years. Time to get it all back.