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This is my first Bully story. Sorry if the characters are...well out of character. There will be some smut in the later chapters. So enjoy and R&R please! :)

"Do you understand the rules young man?" Dr. Crabblesnitch asked again making himself clear with what goes around this hellhole of a school.

My name is Matt Erikson. I'm 16 years old and I now supposedly attend Bullworth Academy. When I first found out that I was going to attend at Bullworth, I wanted to scream. I'd rather be a homeless prostitute than go to this school. I'm not saying that there's anything wrong with homeless prostitutes, but you know what I mean. I came from Wisconsin where my school was perfectly fine. No bullies, no popularity obsessions, no slutty girls, nothing negative. The school I used to attend was pretty laid back.

Now coming here, I already know that my high school life is going to be hell. I've heard a lot of rumors about this school, and they weren't good. I've heard that it was one of the schools with the highest accident rate in the country. So I being the new kid makes me an easy target.

My appearance doesn't really help either. I have dark brown medium length choppy hair that reaches my shoulders, teal eyes, and olive skin. I sound like a girl? Yeah, that's exactly the problem. I look exactly like my mom. The only thing that helps me from not being mistaken as a girl, is my average built body frame. My mother sent me away to my Uncle because she was too young and she had other things to do besides take care of me. She moved me from New York to Wisconsin She's obviously sent me to the wrong person.

My Uncle is an abusive drunk who does nothing but go to the bar and watch cable. He also seems to take the pleasure of hitting me and my younger cousin Tad around. When I'm around, I never let him hurt Tad. The ten year old cannot take that much damage. I always get the beating, but if saving the life of someone I really cared about it on the line, then I'd take a busted lip any day.

I gulped and turned to the principal before answering him. "Yes sir, I understand."

"Good…" he paused giving me a smile. "You know young man, I see something in you that those other children don't have. I never make mistakes about this type of thing." He stopped to point at me. "Don't make me regret it."

"Yes sir." I nodded then headed out of the door taking my new schedule from the front desk lady.

I stepped out into the hallway seeing people walk around and chatting with their friends. I nervously glanced around the corner to see a couple of bullies picking on a short kid with glasses. I felt bad for him but I needed to avoid being into the midst of things already. I quickly turned around but to my luck, I bumped into someone tall and muscular.

"Whoa, excuse me there-WAIT WHOA!"

I got to look at the guy better now. He was wearing a Bullworth letterman, he was dark skinned and his hair was cut short. I noticed his friend who was laughing behind him. The guy laughing was a tall Caucasian guy with short and wavy hair who also wore his letterman with pride. I stared at the two jocks as the dark skinned one had a shocked look on his face.

"Um, sorry?" I apologized adjusting my white button down and hearing both of them laugh.

"Man, I thought you were a girl! You like looking like a girl punk?" he smirked shoving me, almost causing me to fall over.

I silently cursed to myself. I haven't been here for 10 minutes and there's already people trying to bully me. I put my hands up in a calming manner.

"Look, I don't know who you two are, but I'm pretty sure I never will. I'm not trying to cause trouble." I calmly stated at the two jocks started to laugh.

"You're lucky we have to head to the field sissy boy!"

"Yeah, sissy! We'll catch you later!"

With that, they walked downstairs. I sighed and continued to walk down the hallway. I guess they were half right. I look like a girl.

…

I finally made it to my dorm and threw my suitcase on one of the two beds. I might have a roommate. Oh lucky me. Notice that was sarcasm. I'd much rather my own room. Sharing it with one of these reckless troublemakers sounds unpleasant. I guess I am one too because I attend one of the worst schools in the country. I lie back on the bed farthest from the door and took out my IPod. I guess I can just jam the night away instead of introducing myself to these people. Lost in thought, I began to think about how Tad is doing and see if he is okay or not. The ear buds were blaring, but behind that I heard the door slam open.

I look over to see three guys walk into the room. One was short and scrawny with a low haircut. The other was also short with a completely shaven head and the features of a 40 year old man. They both had on the same uniform sweater vests and pants. I looked over to the third guy with a teal sweater vest and a gray button down shirt underneath. His brown hair almost perfectly matched his eye color. His noticeable feature was the scar on his right eye. His face carried a sinister smirk once he looked towards me. I took out my ear buds and stared at the three. Oh great…please tell me the scrawny on is my roommate.

"Ah, look fellas it's my new roommate." The one in the teal sweater vest spoke up.

Shit.

"Um…hi." I waved rather awkwardly.

The scrawny one stepped in front of the scarred teenager.

"H-hi, I'm Pete Kowalski, but you can call me Peter or Petey or erm…whatever is good for you." He stammered between his introduction.

"I'll call you Petey. Sounds cool?" I smiled as the scrawny teen started to blush lightly.

"Y-yeah! That's great actually everyone calls me Petey." He smiled back as I shook his shaking hand.

"I'm Matt." I greeted looking at the kid with the shaved head. I'm really trying to avoid the guy with the scar for a minute. He looks pretty damn threatening. "What's your name?"

"Jimmy." He simply answered giving me a sup nod.

I nodded back jokingly. Okay, I can see that Jimmy and Petey would be cool people to hang out with. Now about this guy with the scar I'm not really sure. I looked over at him as he just stood there staring at me.

"Uh…what?"

"Don't 'uh what' me kid." He suddenly snapped making me get taken aback. He smirked at my reaction and cleared his throat. "And since you were asking for people's names…I figured you would ask me too, but I can see that you've figured that I'm not the one to deal with."

I stared at him like he was crazy. Who the hell does he think he is? King Douche?

"That's…cool man." I shrugged as he glared at me. "What's your n-"

"Gary Smith." He interrupted as I stared at him continuing his little speech. "The one thing that I don't tolerate Matt is people who don't follow my rules. They are pretty self-explanatory." He paused to look around the room and pointed to one of the closets on the far right. "That…is my closet that contains my stuff and if you touch my belongings…" he paused to do a dark chuckle. "You'll regret it. Other things you need to know is to stay away from my plans, don't tell teachers about my plan-I mean Jimmy and I's plan to rule the school, and don't fuck anything up. Got it princess?"

Jimmy and Petey turned to me and waited for my response to the scared teen. I just simply looked at him and nodded while rolling my eyes. Gary noticed my snide remark and glared at me again.

"Watch yourself Princess." His voice got low and threatening. "Don't make me do things that will make you wish that you were never born." I gulped as I look into the sinister dark eyes. I was actually too frightened to read him. There's no telling what he will do next. Perhaps he's actually NOT the guy to fuck around with. "Do you understand? You better answer this wisely." He commanded walking closer to me literally a foot away from me.

I caved in and nodded. "Yes…" I answered as he continued to glare at me. "…Gary."

He smirked evilly and suddenly got back to normal. He clapped his hands together and turned to Jimmy.

"Okay! Now that we got that settled, we can resume on taking over the school Jimmy."

"Alright, let's do this then." Jimmy replied shrugging his shoulders and following Gary.

I watched both of them leave and I turned to Petey who was playing with his fingers nervously. He looked up at me and then back down to his hands as I sat back on the bed.

"Well that was unexpected." I remarked.

"Yeah, he's like that. Don't worry about him though." He put his hands down looking at me finally. "Remember, he can't be trusted. He a sociopath."

I nodded at the scrawny teen's words in realization. That explains everything.

"So…what do you do around here for fun Petey?"

"Well I uh…watch TV." He shrugged.

"Sounds cool, it beats sitting here." I replied standing up and stretching unnecessarily.

The scrawny teenager stared at me in slight shock and then it turned to a smile. It makes me wonder if Petey has other friends other than Jimmy and Gary.

…

After hours of laughing and watching countless episodes of Ed, Edd, and Eddy, Petey and I laid on the couch still having a fun time, even if we are being lazy. Other students have passed by and watched some episodes with us. Even the bullies stopped by and laughed with us for a couple of minutes. It was a pretty good first day despite this morning.

Petey and I were the only ones there on the couch in the TV room. We both laughed at something else what happened on the TV. I turned to him still laughing.

"Oh my sides, I love this show!"

"Yeah, it's…haha great!" Petey giggled.

I sighed letting my laughter die down, but still smiling. "You're a good friend Petey." I remarked turning towards him. "Thanks for hanging out with me."

"I-I am?" I asked nervously as I nodded. "Oh well…" his cheeks turned a little red. "You're a good friend too. I hope we hang out for the rest of the year."

"Of course we will. I don't really know anyone else here, so why not?"

Petey smiled and looked towards the ground. Before he can say anything else, we heard a voice filling the room.

"What are you dorks doin'?" Jimmy asked tossing down a baseball bat. I'm not even going to question some of the blood spots on it.

"Watching TV." Petey answered.

I was still looking at Jimmy and Petey talking. Suddenly, I heard a voice whispering in my ear.

"Having fun without me princess?"

I yelped and turned around seeing Gary laughing at me. I rolled my eyes and turned away from him. What an asshole.

"Your face was golden!" he laughed again and looked at his watch.

"I hope you had fun doing that." I fumed as he just smirked in amusement of my words.

"You're pretty fun to keep. Perhaps you can stay for a little longer."

"What!?"

He glanced at his watch, ignoring my slight panicking."10 o'clock already huh? Shouldn't you be heading to bed Matty?" he teased as I looked at the clock.

"10 o'clock? I better head to bed. G'night Petey."

"Goodnight Matt."

"They are such a beautiful couple. Telling each other goodnight. How sweet." Gary teased as I walked into my dorm room and slammed the door.

"Asshole." I whispered grabbing my pajamas and boxers. I just realized that Gary was my roommate, so I have to sleep with him. Aren't I the luckiest guy in the universe? You know, having a sociopath room with me and everything.

I did a quick shower and hopped out putting my pajamas on. It was a basic blue button up pajama shirt with some bottoms to match. I ran my fingers through my hair that was still wet from the shower. I stared at my eyes and began to make silly faces. Don't judge me, I get bored too. Feeling comfortable, I opened the door to the bathroom seeing Gary standing there with his arms folded. I stared at him and uncomfortably looking away.

"What is it?" I asked as he continued to stare at me.

"What have you and Petey been doing all day?" he asked in a serious tone.

I stared at him confused. Why would he need to know that? It's not like we were being reckless like they were.

"Not tearing up property that's for sure." I replied. "Can I go to bed now?"

A swift movement of Gary's hands grabbed my shirt and pushed me into the wall. He glared at me clenching the pajama shirt. I gasped, too shocked to do anything.

"What. Have. You. Two. Been. Doing?" he repeated slowly, dangerously, almost threatening.

"N-nothing. We just watched TV all day…I promise."

Now with his face nearly inches from mine, he seemed as if he wanted to say something but he couldn't find the words. We stared into each other's eyes for a full minute before and let me go. He simply walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.

O…kay.

I have no idea what the fuck just happened but it's 11 and I need rest for my real first day tomorrow. I turned the light off and got under the covers. Staring at the ceiling watching flashlight gleams hitting the blinds. School security usually checks around at this time. They security guards here suck too. Is there anything good about this place? My thoughts were interrupted by the bathroom door opening. I closed my eyes quickly so that he won't know that I'm awake.

I heard Gary walked right into his bed, shutting off the light, yawning. I looked over at him as he slept on top of the covers. Seriously, who does that?

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. It was an interesting first day indeed.