He was at it again. The same stupid, annoying, immature Albino kid who bullied you and teased you in class made you look inferior to him. It made your blood boil, and you felt like slapping the shit out of him whenever he did something like this. This boy was no other than Gilbert fucking Beilschmidt. The most adored and supposedly "gorgeous" boy in high school. All he'd ever do to you is call you nicknames like trash or stupid girl/boy. He'd also make fun of you and was never nice to you, but apparently he was nice to everyone else because that was his logic.
"Hey, trash," Gilbert said.
You didn't bother to respond to his name calling and decided to keep calm. He didn't seem to like it.
"Hey, trash!" he said again. "Listen to me when I'm talking!"
"Will you just go away?" you said as calmly as you could.
"Why? I thought you liked me," he said in a cocky fashion.
"As if I'd ever like a arrogant fuck like you..." you mumbled.
"What was that, trash?" He looked at you with his beady little red eyes.
"Nothing," you said, focusing on the scenery outside. He finally left and you rolled your eyes.
It was now electives, and one of your electives was P.E. You changed into your P.E. uniform with your friend and went to the benches. You saw Gilbert playing football with his friend, Antonio.
"Hey, Gilbert!" Antonio said, "Go long!" Antonio threw the football, which conveniently hit your head.
Antonio ran up to you. "Are you okay, (Name)? I'm sorry!"
"HA!" Gilbert laughed. "Just leave the stupid girl/boy alone. No one cares for her/him anyway!"
The girls and guys started to laugh at you. Your friend tried to defend you, but Gilbert's pride was too strong. Gilbert turned back to the football and threw it at Antonio.
You glared at Gilbert. Oh, how badly you wanted to hit him. Just once, then everything would be okay. Well... If you could contain yourself of course...
The day finally ended, and you were heading home quickly. You were in the hallways just minding your own business. Until, Gilbert appeared.
"Hey, trash," Gilbert said in his normal cocky attitude.
"Leave me alone," you said quietly.
"What was that, trash? I couldn't hear you." He grabbed ahold of your hair and yanked on it. You moaned in pain. "C'mon! You can talk. What did you say?"
"Leave me alone..." you said lowly.
"What? Speak up, trash. I can't hear you." He yanked your hair hard.
"Leave me alone..." you said, this time it was demanding.
"I'm sorry? I couldn't hear you well still." He said, pulling your hair roughly.
"Leave... Me... ALONE!!" You slammed him to the wall harshly.
Gilbert fell to the floor and looked at you, pissed off. "What the fuck is wrong with you, stupid girl/boy?!"
"What's wrong with me?" you said darkly. "What's wrong with you?" You tilted your head. "Do you have any idea how much I hate it when you do this to me? Do you have any idea how badly I want to hurt you?! All you ever do is push me around! And everyone turns their heads and think, 'Oh, he's so cute! He's so cool!' Let me tell you something.... I've had enough."
"Stop acting like you're innocent," he said, getting up. You quickly pushed him to the ground again.
"Stay down. I gotta teach you about being a dick, and how badly it can affect people." You grabbed a nearby trash can.
Gilbert stared and gulped in fear.
Gilbert didn't come today. People had thought that maybe he ditched or that maybe he didn't want to do anything. But, the real reason was because you gave him bruises and he didn't want to make you seem like the superior.
"Hey, (Name), where's Gilbert?" your friend said.
"Let's just say he got taught a lesson yesterday. And it hurt him so badly he had to skip."
"(Name)..." your friend said cautiously, "what did you do?"
"Oh, nothing," you replied. "Just made him learn a lesson, that's all."
Your friend trusted you and went back to work. Surprisingly, the lesson did work. He stopped teasing you or embarrassing you in crowds or even in private. He made sure not to look at you or make any snarky comments about you. Yep, he sure did change. He stopped being rude to others, even.
'He's finally learned...' you thought to yourself.