A Bully's Song

Scott's pov:
I jumped as a hand slammed into the locker next to mine. I begrudgingly turned to see a boy who was a head taller than me, with short dark brown hair and green eyes filled with anger.

"Hey Scott, how's it going."
He spoke calmly but there was a hint of venom in his voice.

This was Jason, my bully. Ever since he moved here he had been bullying several students, but apparently I was his favorite. His actions ranged from verbal to physical , and it was even rumored that he had assaulted some of the girls. Despite this, he was yet to be punished as he was very good at covering his tracks.

"What do you want Jason..."
I said this in spite of the fact that I think I already knew.

"Well you see Scott, I just got my mark back for my assignment, the one you did for me, and it was pretty shit. Care to explain why you half assed it?"

"If you wanted it done properly you should have done it yourself."
I have been trying to push back against Jason's for a while now. I've been trying not to let him walk over me for a while now, but the thing that always gets me to cave is.

"Oh so the little sissy can talk back? You really think your tiny manlet ass can stand up to me, huh?"

I froze as my words were caught in my mouth. Why did this happen? I've gotten better at handling insults, but for whatever reason these words cut deep. Whenever Jason brought gender into it I fell apart.

"Oh now he shuts up. Now, how about we take this somewhere more private so I can show you what happens when you mess with-"

"Hey!"

Vanessa's pov:
Jason was at it again. This prick was a nuisance to nearly everyone that knew him, but I think I'm the one who has to deal with him the most. Not only does he constantly cat call me and want me to be his "Goth girlfriend" or whatever, but he's constantly targeting my boyfriend Scott.

"How many times do I have to tell you to stay away from my boyfriend."

He turns around and greets me with a shit eating grin.

"Looks like the sissy has to be bailed out by his girlfriend once again. Hey Vee, how's it going? Finally decided to ditch this loser and date a real man?"

I scoffed at his behavior.
"Leave my kind and sweet boyfriend for a misogynistic prick like you? Is your ego really that big?"

While Jason was distracted, I saw Scott take the opportunity to run off and escape. By the time Jason had turned back around Scott had already run off.

"You'd really take the guy running away like a baby over me?"

"Any day."
I ran after Scott leaving a scowling Jason behind.

After a bit of searching I found Scott in an empty classroom. He was huddled up in the corner crying. I walked over to him and sat down on the floor next to him.

"Hey it's ok. Jason's just so insecure about himself, none of what he said is true."

Scott was silent for a second as his sobs died down.
"I'm not sure that's true."

"What are you talking about? What could he possibly be right about."

"Vee..."
He paused for a second, seemingly wondering if he should say what he was about to.
"I... don't think I'm a boy."

I was taken slightly aback. This was not where I thought this was going in the slightest.

"I-I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore and I-"

I lean in and hug them tightly.
"Shhh, it's ok. I don't plan on leaving you."

"R-really?"

"Of course. I understand that this is a lot for you to process at the moment, but I'm here to support you through it."

"I...I...I don't know what I did to deserve you."

They started crying into my shoulder and I hugged them tighter.

"But... I don't think I can bare Jason's torment much longer. And if he finds out-"

"He won't find out. Besides, I'm sick of him too, and I've been working on something that I think will sort him out for good."

The Next Day

Jason's pov:
It was about midway through the day when I got the call to go the the principle's office. Upon arriving there I noticed that it wasn't just principal Brooke who was here, but also Vanessa, Scott and Scott's sister Bea. Bea was about as tall as he was, had blonde hair like her brother, but unlike her brother she had quite a bit of muscle on her. She was pretty hot, and the only reason I hadn't tried to get her to date me was because I'm pretty sure she would beat me to a pulp with ease. Which now that I think about it, probably means it's bad that she's giving me the stare.

"Take a seat Jason"

Principle Brooke. She was pretty hot too, but of course trying to get with the principal is the easiest way to get caught. So I just settled for ogling her massive rack whenever I was called in here for my falling grades.

"What's this about?"

Before the principal could get a word in, Bea decided to speak her mind.

"What's this about?! You know exactly what this is about you-"

"Bea that's enough!"
The principle Brooke cut her off and Bea, looking a bit guilty, bit her tongue.

"Thank you. Now Jason, it has come to my attention that you have been harassing several members of the student body."

My blood ran cold. No way people actually snitched.

"What! No no you've got it all wrong, I haven't done anything."

"Oh really? However Vanessa and Bea here have come forward about several instances of you harassing and assaulting people. Bea tells me that several girls on the track and volleyball team have been sexually harassed by you, and Vanessa tells me that you've been cat calling her and abusing Bea's brother Scott."

"B-but how can you prove any of that?"

"They have no reason to lie, and I have spoken to other students who have confirmed their claims. To contrast, you are a failing student who has disrespected his teachers a number of times. I'm afraid I have but to expel you from this school."

"You can't be serious!"

"Unfortunately, I am. You may leave now, enjoy your last day of school."

Later

I was pissed. After how careful I had been, it had all came crumbling down in one fell swoop. Those girls had fucked me over, I just wanted to do unspeakable things to them and make Scott watch. I couldn't believe that little shit had snitched on me.

As I was walking home I noticed a busker on the sidewalk. He was playing on a guitar, playing a song that wasn't anything special, but everyone that walked by seemed to put some money in his case. And not just coins either, they were chucking in banknotes ranging from ten to fifty dollars.

"Hey kid, had a bad day did you?"

That was weird. Or maybe it was just written all over his face.

"What's it to you?"

The man chuckled, and I could have sworn that his eyes glowed green for a second.

"What if I told you I had a way of helping you out with your little problem? You know, getting back at that sissy who wronged you."

Ok, now I was definitely creeped out.

"What the, how do you know about him?"

"I have my ways son. But don't be frightened, I want to help. Well, actually I just want to cause some chaos and have some fun, but I can help you at the same time, so howsabout it?"

I was skeptical, but my day couldn't get any worse. And while the fact that this guy knew who I was is weird, I was also intrigued.

"How exactly will you help?"

"That's the right attitude. See that lady walking by?"
He pointed at an older woman with a proper milf body who was walking down the street. He played some notes on his guitar and suddenly her hands moved to the bottom of her shirt and lifted it up to reveal her tits held in by her bra.

I stood in shock ogling her before she put it back down and continued walking by as if nothing had happened.

"Haha! You see, if you learn the right 'notes', you can compel anyone to do do pretty much anything. And if you're really good, you can basically rewrite someone's entire personality. I can teach you if you want."

I turned back to him and smiled wickedly.

"I'm in."