Julia, bullied teen with a fat ass

Being a 'military brat', I moved around a lot growing up, and during my senior year of high school I found myself in New Jersey, a shitty knockoff of New York without any of the flash and pizzazz of the Big Apple.

Within days I had engrained myself with the popular kids, this time the bratty offspring of the rich fucks who couldn't cut it in New York or Philadelphia. They were assholes, and the whole school knew it but the were too afraid to do anything about it, worried it would come back to bite their parents or themselves in the ass.

For whatever reason, it appeared that the crowd I was running with had a vendetta against Julia Warren, hearing them talk about her in all these horrible ways before I really knew who she was.

"She's by far our least attractive cheerleader. I get more dads creeping on me at games than she does, and I sit at the top level!"

"I've never seen any of the other cheerleaders hang out with her outside of practice and football. She's always by herself in the library like a freak."

"And those tits ain't nothing special. There's guys here who would fill out a bra better."

"Her TikToks are so sad. No one cares about nerd shit Julia!"

"And no thirst traps? It's like she forgets we're in high school."

"Oh look there she is! Let's say hi."

Following along behind the rest of the group, I got my first taste of just how awful they could be, but to be honest it was kinda hot. Guys and girls alike catcalled her as they approached, poking around in her mouth and groping her over her clothes. The teachers looked on, but stopped short of actually doing anything about it, not wanting to get caught in the crosshairs. It was open season on poor Julia, and I was about to join the hunting party.

Wanting to sample a little bit of everything, I started at her mouth and worked my way down, spending the most time by far playing with her round ass. Turning her around, I was taken aback by the beauty of her face, striking silver eye shadow and dark mascara bringing out the brown in her eyes and a distinct slit through her left eyebrow with juicy pink lips shimmering with chapstick. I had no idea what those kids were talking about. Julia was beautful!

When the class bell rang my buddies headed off down the hallway.

"You coming?"

"I'll see you guys later! My class is this way."

"Alright. See ya man!"

When they were out of my eyesight I turned back to Julia, immediately apologizing to her.

"Sorry about that. I'm new and still trying to fit in. Are you okay?"

Wiping saliva from her mouth and adjusting her clothes, the cheerleader in a sweater and black leggings gave me a halfhearted response. "Yeah whatever I'm good. I'm used to them by now." Tossing her bag over her shoulder to head to class, I grabbed her by the wrist, prompting her to scoff and roll her eyes, waiting for whatever came out of my mouth.

"You hang out in the library right? Mind if I join you for lunch? I'm not ready for a whole hour with them yet."

For a moment I saw a shift in Julia's demeanor, dropping her eyes to meet mine before going back to her huffy attitude. "Fine, just let me go. I'm already late." Now that I knew what Julia was like, I saw an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.