The Bully (part 1)

Intro
I looked in the mirror at my beaten face and blood-soaked clothing, while at the same time hearing the distinct sounds of sirens in the background, i recollected about what happened this week. What exactly happened on this week you may ask? My first time in public school. You see, i went to private school from elementary, all the way through middle school. If you ever thought about what a perfect school would be like, that was it. Everybody there, including the teachers were all nice and kind, i was actually friends with all my classmates, and we always had fun. It was like a utopian society, while public school could only be described as complete and total anarchy.
Day 1 (the bus)
I remember when this all began on that faithfully rainy monday morning. I had to get on the bus that would take me into the circles of hell in the form of Carmike County High school. The doors to the bus slammed open. I looked up at the bus driver who looked back at me with an almost evil-looking stare. This was something of which i was not accustomed to. At my old school people seemed to be happy and cheerful all day long, and anytime you gave somebody a quick glare, they would always return it with a nice smile. This guy looked like he wanted to stab me! After that creepy stare he gave me, i began to run up the steps of the bus, and turn to the seats. I began to walk down the aisle and started looking for a spot to sit. I looked left and right at all the kids on the bus. They all started looking at me as if i was some sort of freak. All of them looked very different, but seemed to have one thing in common.They all looked at me with that same evil, menacing look the bus driver had. Not a single one of them looked friendly in any way. I finally asked a boy sitting on the left side of the bus " hey, can i sit with you?" to which he almost immediately replied "hell no, i'm savin' this seat for somebody else!" I then walked down the aisle some more, but turned around when i heard the boy i asked to sit with start to say something, "that dumbass actually thinks i'm savin' this seat for somebody! I just didn't want his ugly ass to sit with me?" he said to a girl sitting in a seat on the other side of the bus. " yeah, no one wants to sit with the new kid, especially when their as ugly as he is!" she said loudly, as if she wanted me and everyone else to hear it clearly. I never thought i was ugly, i even had girlfriends(much better looking than I) in private school, and they never called me ugly. They actually always called me cute. So, why would they call me ugly if it's not even true? It seemed everyone else liked it when she insulted me though, because they all laughed right after she said it. Then somebody said " yeah. he's an ugly little bastard ain't he?!" After that. the laughter increased even more. Then i heard a guy whisper " hey. come over here and sit with me." I walked forward a bit, sat down, and immediately said " thank you so much." Then he said " ah it's nothing, and you know these guys are just messing around right? They do this to all the new kids, so don't get too pissed off or anything!"