The school bullies

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Adam is a walking ball of testosterone. His arms, legs, and face already have the hair of a full grown man, and you can take a good guess on how many times he jerks himself a day. He’s really just a sex drive meat head. His grades only average at a C or B by intimidation.
Adam is a walking ball of testosterone. His arms, legs, and face already have the hair of a full grown man, and you can take a good guess on how many times he jerks himself a day. He’s really just a sex drive meat head. His grades only average at a C or B by intimidation.
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He continues when he stands next to you and puts a heavy arm around your shoulder. “ These bitches don’t want to teach a lesson.” A glance in their direction and a look in their eye tells you something is off. “This kid told me to fuck off. So I showed him what happen when we are disrespected.” His breaths into your air. “So, you give him hell.”
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He continues when he stands next to you and puts a heavy arm around your shoulder. “ These bitches don’t want to teach a lesson.” A glance in their direction and a look in their eye tells you something is off. “This kid told me to fuck off. So I showed her what happen when we are disrespected.” His breaths into your air. “So, you give i'm hell.”
Now you see why it was off. He had hit Cloe. Though for years now she had it coming, and has been is ready to take on anyone getting in her way, her short stature was no match for Adam. She planted herself to the ground. Determined to stand up to you and Adam. “Fuck Off, both of ya!” She yelled. “Come at me!”  
Now you see why it was off. He had hit Cloe. Though for years now she had it coming, and has been is ready to take on anyone getting in her way, her short stature was no match for Adam. She planted herself to the ground. Determined to stand up to you and Adam. “Fuck Off, both of ya!” She yelled. “Come at me!”  
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* [[ Side with Adam]]
* [[ Side with Adam]]
* [[ Back off and Leave]]
* [[ Back off and Leave]]
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* [[Calm Adam Down]]
[[Category: Cowpoke]]
[[Category: Cowpoke]]

Current revision as of 16:01, 31 August 2021

You guys are more antagonistic rather than a beat-em-up bully. Mind you it’s crossed your mind that some kids need a punch in the face sometimes, but you’ve have yet to bruise your knuckles.

Your friends are in their usual spot, but when you approach you see that they have surrounded someone. You can’t see who it is, but you know that they were the ones to yell their direction. Adam, the lead, is bent at his knees to meet whomever at eye-level. He appears to be talking right into their face. As it sensing your presence, the ‘bully’ of your school Adam turns to you. “Y-Hey! We finally have another man here.” He stands to full stature, several inches above you, and walks with a swagger in his step towards you.

Adam is a walking ball of testosterone. His arms, legs, and face already have the hair of a full grown man, and you can take a good guess on how many times he jerks himself a day. He’s really just a sex drive meat head. His grades only average at a C or B by intimidation.

He continues when he stands next to you and puts a heavy arm around your shoulder. “ These bitches don’t want to teach a lesson.” A glance in their direction and a look in their eye tells you something is off. “This kid told me to fuck off. So I showed her what happen when we are disrespected.” His breaths into your air. “So, you give i'm hell.”

Now you see why it was off. He had hit Cloe. Though for years now she had it coming, and has been is ready to take on anyone getting in her way, her short stature was no match for Adam. She planted herself to the ground. Determined to stand up to you and Adam. “Fuck Off, both of ya!” She yelled. “Come at me!”

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