The Bully (part 2)

Day 1 ( the arrival)
The bus finally makes it to the school, and screeches to a hault. The doors open, and everyone starts to get up out of their seat. I stand up and try to walk into the aisle, but a very tall kid violently pushes down back into my seat. I then asked him with a kind of fear in my voice "why did you push me like that?" He then replied "because faggots have to get off the bus last!" He then got off the bus, and all the the others started walking out. I tried to get out of my seat again, but everytime i did, all of them just kept pushing me back down into my seat. A deep anger started to swell up inside of me about to explode.Then, the kid who sits in the very back of the bus, whom of which is largest and meanest looking of them all, starts walking out as i try to get in front of him so he can't push me back in my seat like all the rest. It pissed him off something fierce, because as soon as i got in front of him he grabbed the back of my shirt, and slammed me into the seat. He said " you heard what we said, faggots get off the bus last, and i'm not a faggot." I reply with a pain-stricken voice " i'm not a faggot either." Then, i try to get up out of my seat with all of my might, but he just picks me straight up, and slams me onto the floor of the bus. Serves me right for trying to fight this guy. He looked like he was 7 foot tall, compared to my meager 5'7 physique. I didn't think that i was that short for a 16 year old. Though, if this guy was my same age, he must have been taking a serious amount of steroids! His biceps were bigger than my head, and my head ain't that small! He know had me in a choke-hold, suffocating the life out of me. No matter how big he was compared to me, i had to try to fight back, because he was about to break my neck! I raised one fist up and swung, when he stopped my fist in its tracks, and instead raised his large, meaty fist up about to hit me and said furiously " Don't even think about it you son of a bitch!" "stop, don't hit him, he didn't do nothin' to you!" said the guy I sat with on on the bus out of nowhere. He then withdrew his hand from the base of my neck, lowered his fist, and said "you just stay right there, and let me get off the bus, and if you ever try something like that on me ever again, i will kick your ass, and i won't think twice about it!" After that, he turns to my newfound aquaintance, and says to him with an even more furious voice than with me "that goes for you too, you piece of shit!" He finally gets off the bus, and the only people left are me, the guy who just saved my ass, and the evil-faced bus driver. He helps me up out of the floor, and i say " thanks, you saved my ass back there! Oh, and we never officially met did we? " he replies "Oh that, that was nothing, and no i guess we haven't "officially" met ." He reaches his hand out to me, as i reach mine out, shake his hand, and say " nice to meet you, my name is mark." "nice to meet you mark, i'm caleb" I then proceed to say "well, i guess it's time to get off the bus!" "Yeah, i guess so." said caleb. We both walk to the steps of the bus, and caleb gets out first. Right before i start to step off the bus, i hear the bus driver clearly say " I guess faggots really do get off the bus last!" I then get off the bus, and the doors slam shut behind me. The bus quickly drives away.