The new kid saves the day

Sean was nerd in his own class. Tall, muscular chest and arms, bit of pudge around the middle, short, dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and a warm, friendly smile, he easily made friends with everyone. In this new school, though, he was basically a loner when even the nerds here were selfish assholes.

As he approached the gate for school that morning, he saw Tanya on the ground, screaming something, then sobbing out some sort of plea. Without needing to see or hear more, the towering figure of Sean, dressed in blue jeans and a black t-shirt with a red Superman "S" on it approached at a run and asked what was going on to the small crowd of students.

Above the din of the mob, Sean's deep voice shouted. "ENOUGH!" Everyone stopped...even Tanya. "Get moving to class or I'm calling 9-1-1!" The crowd quickly dispersed leaving only Tanya's original tormentors behind. He pointed to the oldest one and said, "If you don't want your ass kicked, then I suggest you get your skinny ass moving." His buddies all surrounded him, but he pointed down to the distraught red-head, "We'll be seeing you later SLUT!" They all went on to class, but Sean knew he hadn't seen the last of them.