Hello, this is my new Bully fanfic. I don't own Bully, only my characters. If you want to see my two new characters, check my profile. Enjoy!
First Day
Mandy POV
Well here I am at Bullworth Academy, where I'm the most popular girl in school and the head cheerleader of the cheerleading squad! This is where I would achieve my lifelong dream of being a model and getting away from all of these rejects who I very dislike, especially Beatrice, that metal-mouth! I was doing fine with regular cheerleading practice and destroying someone's social status until Gary Smith appeared causing all the cliques to make the school campus a battleground a war. It was a complete disaster until Jimmy Hopkins showed up again with the big bully, Russell, and a pack of Townies ready to help. After a long day of endless violence, Gary was defeated by Jimmy and expelled out of school by Crabblesnitch. Then, everything was back to normal and that's where I am today.
Here I was in the school building walking towards my English class with Mr. Galloway after washing off the sweat from running around the track field. I was wearing the cheerleader uniform since I don't own a Bullworth uniform. I mean, it's tacky and I won't wear something that hideous! Frankly I was really bored until two unstop gossipers, Christy Martin and Angie Ng came running over by my side excited by something.
"Mandy, guess what?!" Christy exclaimed escatically.
"You lost those nasty twenty pounds, Christy?" I remarked uncaring.
She gave me a mad glare at my insult while Angie giggled nervously.
"No, but guess!"
"I don't have times for stupid guessing games! So tell me what!" I snapped back making them flinch a little from my outburst.
"Well, there are new kids getting enrolled here at Bullworth." Christy explained.
"So? We have new kids coming here everyday."
"But there's more! I heard that there's a new clique formed along with the other cliques!" Angie rushed.
I was immediately interested at the news of a new clique formed with the other cliques. I wondered if Ted or the other Jocks found about this new clique yet.
"So do you girls know what the clique is called or something?"
"No, not yet and we don't even know who clique's leader is." Angie answered shyly.
"Damn. And I was about to tell Pinky and the others who the clique leader is." Chirsty said disappointed shaking her head.
I shook my head at Christy's obvious answer until I heard the school bell ringing saying that class is about to start any minute.
"Whoops! I got to go to Ms. Phillips's art class! Bye!" Angie said rushing upstairs towards class.
"I got Dr. Slawter's. A major bore. Well, see you later!" Christy waved goodbye before she ran towards her class.
I didn't waste anymore time and barged into Mr. Galloway's class, where I saw Trent, Damon, Melvin, Pinky, Vance, Kirby, Peanut, and Lefty sitting in the desks waiting for Mr. Galloway to appear. I saw an empty desk near Pinky and immediately went straight for it since I don't want to be surrounded by a class full of guys or I'll go crazy. When I sat in my desk, Pinky glanced at me and smiled before Mr. Galloway stumbled in holding a wrinkled brown paper bag in his hand. He dizzily walked to his desk, stuffed the bag in the drawer, and sat in his chair exhausted.
"Good morning, class. It's good to see you again today. Before I get you started on your Word Scramble, we have a new student joining us." He turned to the door, "Would you please come in?"
The door opened wide revealing a girl about my age with blond shoulder-lengthed hair standing in the doorway. The guys flirtatiously wolf-whistled while Pinky shook her head embarrassingly. The new girl walked up in front of the class, so that everyone could see. She was wearing a Bullworth uniform, but instead of the school colors, it was dark pink and black. Everything she wore was dark pink and black! I wondered how she could get away from dress-code violation while wearing that! I could tell this girl is neither a non-clique, prep, jock, nerd, greaser, or a bully.
"Would you please introduce yourself to the class, Miss?" Mr. Galloway asked motioning her to begin.
The girl turned back to us and started to talk in a bored tone, "My name is Lucy Nightingale, the daughter of Adam Nightingale and Elizabeth Nightingale. I'm 15 years old and I recently moved here from Blue Waters City. I'm here to continue my education, so I could get my diploma and go to college. And here's another thing, if anyone messes with me, you'll be more messed than you were before I guarantee that."
Everyone was silent, especially the guys, who stopped wolf-whistling her. Her threatening glare slowly faded while Damon, the dumbest jock in our clique, stood up from his desk and started shouting.
"Then, what the hell are you then?"
She crossed her arms over and sneered back, "I'm a punk, moron. P-U-N-K. Punk. Get it, you dumb jock?"
I rolled my hand into a ball at hearing this little 'punk' insult one of the us in the entire classroom. Pinky looked interested at seeing this rebel while Damon wasn't happy at hearing her call him dumb.
"What did you call me, slut?!" He pointed his long finger at her angrily.
"I said you're a dumb jock. Seriously, is there anything in that brain of yours other than dust?"
"Why you little-!"
"Mister West! Miss Nightingale! Please stop this fight at once! We're here to be educated, not fight! Now, Mister West, sit down. Miss Nightingale, please take a seat, so I can give out the assignment for today." Mr. Galloway interrupted.
Damon hesitantly sat back down still frustrated and Lucy rolled her eyes and walked over to a seat that sat in front of my desk. She sat down and leaned back before she glanced back at me with inspecting eyes.
"So I see you're a jock as well, huh?"
"Yeah, what about it, punk?" I retorted highly annoyed of this disrespecting brat.
"Well you better not be pushing those pom-poms out like you're the matured one here, which you're not."
She turned back around calmly while I gaped at her not believing that someone like her insulted on my body and Pinky was snickering a little.
"She's right, you know." Pinky whispered to me.
I turned to her shocked at what she said, "Et tu', Pinky?"
She gave me a small smile before she turned back to her 'Aquaberry' catalog she was reading. I watched Mr. Galloway passing out our Word Scramble papers to everyone until he came to my seat and gave me a sheet.
"Oh, Miss Wiles, I was wondering if you could do me a favor?"
"Sure, what is it, Mr. Galloway?"
"Well since I am busy attending students and classes today, would you mind escorting Miss Nightingale and show her around campus?" He asked pleadingly.
I knew he didn't have any more classes he needed to 'attend' to because I heard that he's going out with Ms. Phillips after class. Why can't he just tell the truth and get it over it before he's trying to make my life miserable.
"But why?! Why can't Pinky show her around?" I asked not wanting to be this brat's escort as Pinky looked horrified.
"Mandy! I have to go meet Derby after class! You know I'm busy! Plus, I'm a Princess!"
"But Miss Wiles-"
"Forget, Mr. Galloway. She's refusing your offer is because Miss Poms-Poms here is afraid that she hangs around with 'ugly, horrible' me, then her popularity will go down the sewer drains and wasted away into the Sea of Shame. " Lucy snobbishly scoffed, "Typical jocks."
"Ooooooooo." The boys echoed deeply interested and anxious all around the room.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" The jocks chanted wanting me to fight this twerp.
That does it! I can't another minute listening to this girl, who thinks she is some critic, and insult the jock clique and ME! NO one messes Mandy Wiles, the most popular girl in school! But before I even say anything, Mr. Galloway intervened between us with his hands holding like he's separating us.
"That's enough, girls. Now, Miss Wiles, you will escort Miss Nightingale around campus and show her the way or you'll receive a zero for class participation."
"But Mr. Galloway..." I started to beg.
"That's final, Miss Wiles. Take it or leave it." With that, he returned back to his desk before he took out a bottle of Scotch and drowned himself in it.
"You heard him, Pom-Poms. Take the A or lose it big time." Lucy smirked at me as she turned back around and started working on the worksheet.
I frustratedly shook my head and was about to wrap my hands around her tiny neck and STRANGLE her!
Lucy POV
I finally out of that English class and away from that drunken teacher who does nothing, but drown himself in booze. I saw Miss Poms-Poms and her rich friend run out of class before the bell rang. Now, I'm looking for the female jock all around this school building, who was supposed to be escorting me around this school! I searched the girls' bathroom, cafeteria, locker room, nurse's office, and the Principal's office, but she wasn't anywhere in sight. So, I was so bored that I finally decided to escort myself around this confusing school. I started to head towards the Gym, where my next class is, until I saw Poms-Poms talking to a red-head girl with a ponytail and a black-haired girl with glasses near the Gym.
I was a little irritated at seeing her hang with her friends and leaving me to wander off irresponsibly. That is when I decided to step up to her and probably, embarrass the hell out of her in front of her friends.
"Hey, Pom-Poms!" I called sarcastically seeing her flinched and tensed.
She slowly turned around as her other two friends looked me over curiously like they haven't seen me before.
"What do you want, Emo?"
"My name is Lucy, not Emo. Besides, where were you? I thought we were supposed to hang out today." I lied smiling a bit making them believe anything I say.
"Is it true, Mandy? You're hanging out with her after you've just met?" Christy questioned curiously.
"I did not want to hang out with her. Mr. Galloway is making me guide her around school like I'm some kind of escort!" she protested.
"Yeah, you and your drama, Mandy. Step aside." I said pushing Mandy out of my way while I was heading towards the two introducing myself, "Hi, I'm Lucy Nightingale, Mandy's friend."
"You're not my friend!" she shouted denying the whole thing.
"She's just saying that because she's know that I'm her new friend and she couldn't believe it." I said shaking the black-haired girl's hands friendly.
The Chinese-looking girl giggled, "Hi, I'm Angie Ng and this is my BFF, Christy Martin."
The redhead stepped up to me and shook my hand, "Nice to meet you, Lucy. Tell me. Are you part of that new clique that was just formed?"
I nodded slowly, "Yes, I'm part of that new clique."
Her green eyes lightened up brightly, "Really?! What is it called and who's your leader?"
I nervously scratched my neck while Mandy was pouting away from us because of the attention she's not receiving.
"The clique is called the Punks and our leader is Josh Skull, who's about the same age as me." I answered the curious-looking girls question.
"That's so awesome, Lucy." Angie exclaimed happily.
"I'll say!" Christy agreed nodding.
After she said that, a boy about my age came walking towards the group as we turned around and saw who it was. The boy was probably smaller than me, had blond hair, wearing blue sweater-vest, and had lots of freckles on his face!
"Hello, ladies." he greeted us warmly.
"Hi there." Christy greeted him dreamily.
"Hey." Angie giggled shyly at seeing the boy there.
What could the girls possibly see in this guy anyway? He looked like piggy with all those freckles on his face, plus he needs a haircut badly.
"Would you ladies mind leaving us for a bit?"
"Sure thing." Christy replied flirtatiously walking away with Angie by her side.
When he saw them walk towards the water fountain, he turned back towards me with the most serious expression on his face I've ever seen. Mandy was standing beside me and she didn't even see his look.
"Okay, girl, where's your leader? I want to see him." he questioned stepping up to me.
I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest, "Who do you think you are exactly? You can't come up to me and demand to see our leader like that. Besides, our leader is very busy and doesn't have time for the likes of you, -."
I stopped halfway realizing that I didn't get this guys' name, so I turned to Mandy, who was still busy pouting. She stopped pouting and looked at me with a confused face.
"What?" she questioned.
"What's this guy's name?" I asked pointing at the guy in front of me.
"You don't know?" she asked surprised.
"Of course I don't know since this is my FIRST day of school! Now, tell me what his name is!" I snapped still pointing at the guy.
She gave a small frustrated sigh before she answered, "That's Jimmy Hopkins, the king of the school."
"Don't forget that I'm your Daddy as well!" he butted in with a big wide smirk on his face.
I was deeply confused by what she said and his position in this school. He's the KING of the school? He's HER Daddy? What the hell has this school gone through before I came her with my friends?
"Okay, then...Since I got your name, Jimmy Hopkins, I might as well give you mine. I'm Lucy Nightingale." I greeted putting my pointing hand to my side again.
"Fine, sure. I want to see your leader still. Where can I find him?"
I knew where he was, but I wanted to tell him that he is expecting a meeting from the 'king of the school' afterwards. So, I'll tell this guy here to meet him outside of the school campus.
"Fine. If you want to meet him, then meet me at the parking lot after school. Then, I will escort you to our leader and let you introduce yourself to him."
He smirked at me and put his hand to his hip with way too much confidence.
"That's how I like it. Okay, I'll meet you here after school, but if you don't show up, you'll be sorry." he warned me before he turned around and walked off back towards the school building.
"I'm sure you will." I sarcastically remarked after seeing him leave from my view.
I turned back to the cheerleader to see her still pouting even after Jimmy left us alone. I gave a big sigh before I playfully punched on her shoulder. She flinched at the touch and abruptly turned to me seething.
"What do you want now?"
"Well, I want to see the rest of the school before you start pouting again and when night falls." I said to her before I ran in the other direction yelling over my shoulder, "Come on, Miss Pom-Poms, you have to be quicker than that!"
"Get back here!" She yelled angrily chasing after me.
That's the end. What did you think? I'll update soon.
