1) Bullying
Shane's point of view

I had no clue of how it happened, but at this very right moment, I was hung to the basketball hoop by some strong adhesive tape joining my ankles together and firmly sticking them to the hoop. The gymnasium I was in, was completely empty, the clock, right in front of me was indicating 11 am. I was there since 8 this morning. Since 8, I was there, hanging in reverse, already feeling numb as blood was rushing to the upper part of my body. I tried to work my abs out a few times, but it only ended up making my phone fall on the ground instead of reducing my amount of annoyance. My hands were tied together, and to make them even more useless, the moron that hung me there, had covered them with some sticky grey tape.
20 minutes later, I was wriggling to catch my phone, way too low for me to even touch it.

"- Shit" I muttered, feeling my brains boiling with all the hot blood that was flooding that part of my anatomy.
I bent forward, well, in this position, it was more like bending up, using all the muscles that my stomach had in store to keep a posture in which my head wasn't exactly reversed.

And when my body began to feel tired and that I gave in, letting my self dangle down by the ankle, the door opened, and not only to let one person in, but the whole cheerleaders' team dressed in their too short skirts and shirts, in the colors of the high school, that weren't letting lots of things to my imagination. I was now wrestling and trying to put on my black beanie to hide my face and keep my identity secret, but my hands, unusable, make it fall down, and to keep the little dignity I still had I covered my face with my adhesive rolled up hands. It was when I thought I could pretend to be an unknown student that I noticed that my T-shirt was completely fold against my neck and left a perfect sight of my chest. Blushing slightly, I put my hands off of my eyes, after I closed them tight, to pull my shirt back straight against my jeans.

"-Cherrie" I heard someone say, but I couldn't put a name on that bitchy voice since I kept my eyes shut. "Isn't it your sex-toy over there?"
Now, I was feeling quite observed. Moreover, there were only very, very few chances that Cherrie wouldn't recognize me, so in a desperate motion, I opened one eye.

"-Hey Cherrie, look… Why don't you help me down?" I asked with a dumb smile, getting even more aware that all the looks were directed toward me. Cherrie Perroni and Gabby Devaux were merely to steps before me and were looking pretty much amused by what they saw.

"-I'm not tall enough" Said Cherrie, the blonde one with the tanned skin and the round ass trapped in her too tight skirt, pointing at the hoop.

"-And, I just got manicured… Sorry Shane"

Gabby, the arrogant looking blue eyed brunette started to crack up before tugging on her low-necked shirt, to make her breasts show up even more.
I grunted when I heard my named followed by this squeaky laugh and watched them turn around and go back to where they came leaving me in my oh-so uncomfortable position. I then swore to myself that I would never sleep with Cherrie again… OK, this is a promise I can't keep, I rarely keep the promises I made to myself. The bunch of girls began to talk but I wasn't really listening to what they were saying, much more interested by their athletic bodies. I had nothing better to do, so I found that looking them over wasn't a bad idea to prevent myself from an unalterable death due to boredom… And shame. Yes, I was a bit ashamed at this moment. Something began to surprise me, actually I was puzzled. None of them were paying attention to me, as if they found it perfectly ordinary to see someone hanging by the ankles to the basketball hoop. I wasn't complaining, don't get me wrong, I didn't want them nor to scrutinize me and neither to recognize me. I relaxed my arms, letting them swing in the air, over my head, my shirt folding just a bit and showing my stomach, stopping were my small breasts were.
Cherrie plugged her radio to the electrical outlet apparently seeking some music to dance.

"-Girls, do you remind choreography?" Said Gabby chewing on gum vulgarly

I suddenly felt disgusted, most of all because that girl was spending almost all her nights in Alice's bed. Yes just, almost all her nights, because, she was using the rest of those to cheat on Alice, who was one of my best friend. Gabby was a monster with her and that was something I had a hard time coping with.

"-Gabby, I can't find…" A blond girl amongst the others began to say. I knew her well, Tina, she was going out with a guy named Henry, one of the basketball players, ok, that wasn't really a sensational revelation, given that nearly all the cheerleaders were going out with basketball players. She was pretty, kind, a bit lost in the definition of who she was and of who she should be, though.

"-Know what? I don't care!" Answered Gabby coldly before returning by Cherrie's side "Cherrie, Miss Chachacha is missing"

"-Probably eating paella or tacos. I swear to you, the day that she won't be able to get into her uniform anymore, I'm dismissing her." She turn on the music "In place girls" She shouted, taking place right in the middle. The song "tainted love" from Soft Cell was pulsating in the whole room.

Each girl began to dance, according to their choreography and the task they had. Tina was gently smiling at me while Cherrie was screaming her lungs out on some girls that weren't moving the right way. Strangely enough, I found myself mouthing the lyrics while my eyes were following the asses and boobs in my sight. Ok, the second part wasn't that strange for me.

"-Sometimes I feel I've got to…" I couldn't finish that line, as the grinding sound of the door cracking open interrupted me. A girl carrying a large amount of bags appeared. Cherrie stopped the music and looked at her like she was going to bite.

"-Carmen… 20 minutes late. Not even dressed up…" She sighted pinching the bridge of her nose, acting like she has done a terrible mistake.

"-Listen Cherrie, if I could have come here in time, then be sure I would have." The girl replied keeping her head high while all the other cheerleaders were looking at their feet.

The girl put down one of her bags in the first row of seats beside the basketball court and approached me, her sport bag hanging on her shoulder. She gave me an amused look and stopped walking for a second to glance at me. She seemed to scan my body with her eyes, and just to return here appreciating gaze, I did the same. There were a lot of beautiful girls in the high school, but there were only very few who could leave me speechless. And this time I couldn't open my mouth, except for drooling maybe. All that my eyes were roaming over was perfectly perfect, her long, curly and shiny dark hair, her gold tanned skin, her thin toned body, her amazing feminine shapes, the arching of her back, her slightly muscled legs and the smooth and beautiful features of her face. Her two soft and sparkling brown eyes topped by long lashes were staring right into my dull green ones. And her too kissable lips parted a bit as she was flashing me a million dollar smile. She had Hispanic origins I think, yeah she has to be Mexican or something. At this point I was grinning foolishly reckoning that she was pretty. Pretty, well that was way too low to qualify her. A euphemism, definitely.

"-Carmen? You mind moving your ass? There's nothing to look at!" Screamed Cherrie in a high pitch voice, one hand on her hip
Carmen bowed her head a bit and turned to my right before casting me one last furtive glance. I was pretty sure I heard her whispering "hot hot hot" as she passed me by. Now that she had disappeared behind the door I was staring at it with my brows knitted together wishing for her to come back. While I was dreaming of 1001 ways to get that Carmen girl screaming my name at the top of her lungs I heard a familiar voice warning me.

"-Don't even think about it..."
I looked around and find myself face to face with Cherrie. I wondered how she managed to get this close this quickly or maybe it was just that I was glaring at the wooden door for too long time. Her piercing blue eyes were daring me to disobey her and I gulped. She then kissed me on the lips and went back with the group of cheerleaders, her hips swaying excessively each step she took.

"-Alright girls, enough for today" Cherrie said

"- But Carmen…" Began Tina

"-Next time, she'll be on time" Answered Gabby more than pleased with her friend's decision.
The girl team headed for the door located on my right, the one Carmen walked through few minutes ago, and, before one of the girls could grab the knob, Carmen appeared, all dressed up.

"-Turn around, you were too slow, we're finished" Gaby spat, her words like venom in her mouth.
Carmen looked at her with a hint of disgust then settled her sight on me, as if seeing me in my ridiculous position would chill her out. I offered her a goofy smile and she started laughing before being jostled by all her teammates that were dragging her backwards in the process.

"-Fuck" I muttered shaking my head, slowly noticing that I was alone again, hung by my ankles to that goddamned hoop, my useless arms resting in the air on top of my head. The hands of the clock started to dance before my tired eyes when my phone rang, Nickelback's lyrics-sung by my friend Mark-pulsating in the whole gym.

"- S is for the simple need, E is for the ecstasy, X is just to mark the spot 'cause that's the one you really want, yes! Sex is always the answer…"

I was trying to see who the hell as calling me, but some strands of my hair were keeping me from seeing my phone below me. Right then I heard someone laughing out loud from the terraces. I knew that laugh, I knew it too well, I had heard it a thousand times.

"- Your ringtone is soooo you" Said Mark, that I could now see, his lips were slightly parted as he was still chuckling.

"-Stop making fun of… Wait, Mark… For how long have you been here?"

"-I saw Jaffe hanging you there actually" He said, his words broken by chuckles. He tried to pat my back but in that position, well, it was my ass.
"-Why didn't you act a bit sooner?" I groaned trying to punch him with my adhesive covered hands.

"-I was settling my cameras to film Miss World and her dancers" He explained pulling a pair of scissors out of the bag he had in his hands.

The one Mark was calling "Miss World" was better known as Cherrie Perroni, she was somehow the High-school's queen, everybody knew her, she was going out with the captain of the basketball team and she was the cheerleaders' leader or something.

"- And… Why did Jaffe hung you there?" Mark asked cutting carefully the tape between my hands.

"-I think he knows that I'm fucking his girl" I mumbled feeling the pressure encircling my wrists loosening.

"-You think ?" Mark repeated with a smirk.

"-He told me to keep it in my pants, so yes, I think… But, between us, I rarely take my pants off"
Mark shook his head laughing of my brilliant humor, well more like brilliantly cynical. When he finished saving my precious fingers he handed me his scissors for me to cut the rest of the tape by myself.

"-It's your fault, and why in the name of god amongst all the girls you can have in your bed you pick up Cherrie Perroni… I mean, she's such a pain in the ass, mate" Said Mark frowning.

"-With me she's kind and … You know what, in a way, I find it funny the way that asshole of Steve Jaffe, thinks his "punishments" are frightening me… Hold my shoulders in place"
Mark did as I said, placing his palms firmly under my arms to sustain me when I would have cut the umbilical cordon that was still connecting me to the hoop.

"-That Morales girl is cute…" He muttered as I was twisting my body in the air to get rid of the tape.

"-Who?" I asked, trying to cut it.

"-Carmen" He added before I fell hard on him.
He collapsed on the floor under the unwitting weigh.

"- Try your luck" I said with a fainted smile. I got back up and grab my stuffs. I put my beanie back on my head and looked who had just called me. Alice? What the fuck did she want? Maybe she was worried because I wasn't in class this morning.

"-I don't think I'm her type…" Mark sighed, running his fingers through his hair in a fail attempt to comb them.

"-People do not have a type, well I don't. Or all girls I see are my type…" I retort looking in my in-box that was counting a dozen of "Where are you"s all from Alice.

"-You don't see girls Shane… You see pussies" he scoffed "And moreover, she dismissed Gomey and Tim"
I start to chuckled and texted Alice back : "I'm alrite, don't worry"

"-Even If I was the straightest girl in the world I wouldn't go out with Gomey. And for fuck's sake, Tim just got out of his relationship with Jenny, I would perfectly understand that Carmen to be unwilling to be the girl you fuck to forget about your ex and…"

"-That's the problem" Said Mark cutting me in my explanations. He opened the door of the gym and let me pass by him. Sometimes his gentleman-like attitude was pissing me off but I didn't say anything, he was surely just trying to be polite or whatever. And Mark was one of my best friends, one of those on whom you can count on even if sometimes they chose to react… 2 hours late.
I turned my head to him with an inquisitive look
"-She's going out with Jen"

I slowly raised my eyes, I needed a little bit time to be able to register that.
"-Kiddin' me ?" I answered laughing while he was pulling me to the dining hall.
He shook his head no, and smiled to Alice and Dana who were walking to us. Alice was fuming and her steps were menacing.

"-Shane, you're pissing me off! The chemistry-test! It was this morning! You were supposed to be my partner, remember? I had to do that alone you fucking idiot! And you missed the test, the teacher said you can't take it any other day. Fuck me, I'm sure I won't pass… You'd better have a good excuse… And don't tell me you fell in love with you one night stand last night and you wanted to offer her breakfast, it won't work with me!" She said her arms crossed tight over her blouse which collar was covered by her blond hair. Her eyebrows were knitted and her dark eyes were glaring daggers at me.

Even before I managed to answer something Mark had decided to stand up for me.
"-Jaffe hazed her" He finished his sentence with a slap in my back.

"-Thanks" I answered sarcastically while a relatively large amount of faces in the corridor were turning to look at me.

"-Who was hazed by Steve Jaffe?" Asked a petite blue eyed brunette who had just reached us.

"-Oh, Jenny, we were talking about Shane" Alice informed her pointing a finger at me.

"-What did you do to him?" Jenny questioned with her falsely innocent voice.
I sighed, ready to answer before somebody else did.

"-She's doin' his girl" Mark stated nodding his head, a chuckle escaping his lips.
This time we did not go unnoticed, all around us, girls and boys were muttering, their eyes stuck on me.

"-Seriously?" Claimed Jenny with here big eyes wide opened "Shane? You are fucking Miss World ?"

"-I swear to you" Mark laughed

"-Since when ?" Asked Jenny intrigued

Then all heads were turning in my direction, no one was able to respond her.
"-Well, few months but I have no idea of how he learned about it…"

"-He checked her texts" A low voice said behind my back, I think it was trying to be frightening.
I turned around very slowly and saw a tall blond guy who was wearing about 1000 bucks of clothes. "I'm not gonna blame you for being stupid enough and trying to seduce Cherrie, but at least be discreet"
I looked up at him as slowly as I could, as if a too fast move would make him bite me. When I set my eyes on his satisfied grin I couldn't manage to swallow back the words I was about to retort.

"-I didn't seduce anyone, dude, it's your girlfriend that ran in my bed I didn't…" I understood a bit late that this comment was too much. Steve had grab me by the collar and smashed me against the wall. He started to shout at me spluttering in my face, his arm raised in the air ready to hit me.

"-60 bucks that he's not gonna beat her up" Said Alice holding out her hand.

"-Deal" Answered Mark giving her five.

Author note : So, this is the first story I've ever published, I'm not english, it's a language I'm currently learning, so, if I misspelled some words let me know. I wanted to write in the past tense so I may have fucked up with this too... Well, I hope you enjoyed your reading, and I'll be glad if you review, thank you anyway.