A girl around 5'8 in height, wearing a purple leather jacket, a black shirt, and violet tights underneath a denim skirt. She also had black hair with blonde highlights, and seemed to have two eye colors. Her right eye being blue, the other olive green.
"Sorry.. I should've been watching where I was going.."
I got no response from her..
"Um.. I.. I better get going to initiation.." I tried to walk past her, but was immediately stopped in my tracks when I felt a hand grab me by the waistband of my tighty whities, causing me to turn my head I as I saw her expression look particularly less annoyed and more livid.
"I don't think so, twerp.." I heard the girl say to me, the tone of her voice particularly giving me bad vibes.
"What else do you want? I said I was sorry, really I am!" I attempted to grab the hand she was using to keep me in place in order to make her let go, only to feel her other hand grab me by the wrist, and pull my arm behind my back.
I let out a girl squeak as she pinned me against the lockers!
"Sorry doesn't cut it, freshie.. But seeing as you're new here, allow me to put you through a little initiation of my own. Maybe THEN I'll be a little nicer to you.."
I felt the hand she used to grip my tighty whities tighten, and I whimpered audibly.
“Sheesh you’re such a little nerd. Writing your name on the waistband huh [Anon]?” the bully taunted, making me flush even harder. “Name’s Linda. Best remember the girl who’s about to tear your butt a new one!”
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