The Bully by Austin
“Hi Jonathan.” My friend and I groan. My
name is Martin Frisco. I have dark brown
hair and lime green eyes. This is Jacob
Davison. He has coal black hair and sky
blue eyes. Right now we are getting
bullied by PS-28’s meanest bully
Jonathan Meener.“What’s this?, bellows
Jonathan Your mac and cheese has no
milk !” Then he takes a milk cartoon from
the person sitting next to me and dunks it
all over me and Jacob’s mac and cheese.
Jacob and I exchange dirty looks.
name is Martin Frisco. I have dark brown
hair and lime green eyes. This is Jacob
Davison. He has coal black hair and sky
blue eyes. Right now we are getting
bullied by PS-28’s meanest bully
Jonathan Meener.“What’s this?, bellows
Jonathan Your mac and cheese has no
milk !” Then he takes a milk cartoon from
the person sitting next to me and dunks it
all over me and Jacob’s mac and cheese.
Jacob and I exchange dirty looks.
The next day in English class Jacob and I
take out our English books and talk about
what we should do with Jonathan. “ Should
we tell Mrs. Reen?’’ I asked. Mrs. Reen is our
school principal, she is very nice, even to
Jonathan! ”No, Jonathan would kill us if we
do that,’’Jacob adds.
take out our English books and talk about
what we should do with Jonathan. “ Should
we tell Mrs. Reen?’’ I asked. Mrs. Reen is our
school principal, she is very nice, even to
Jonathan! ”No, Jonathan would kill us if we
do that,’’Jacob adds.
That day at lunch Jonathan comes to our
table again “Hey Martin and Jacob, “ yells
Jonathan waving his black hair.
table again “Hey Martin and Jacob, “ yells
Jonathan waving his black hair.
After lunch we head to our lockers to get
our math books. When we get to our
lockers we enter our codes. My code is
3,5,2,2,8,6,5 and Jacob’s is 2,4,5,5,6,7,7.
We then get our math books and rush over
to math. When we get there we sit down
and Mrs. Turken tells us to open to page
48. Mrs. Turken is a very strict teacher, so
you do not want to mess with her.
our math books. When we get to our
lockers we enter our codes. My code is
3,5,2,2,8,6,5 and Jacob’s is 2,4,5,5,6,7,7.
We then get our math books and rush over
to math. When we get there we sit down
and Mrs. Turken tells us to open to page
48. Mrs. Turken is a very strict teacher, so
you do not want to mess with her.
I flip to the page and I look over to Jacob
to see if he is at the same page and he
looks miserable. I see a bright green
composition book that is not like my math
book, and Jacob leans over and tells me
why.
to see if he is at the same page and he
looks miserable. I see a bright green
composition book that is not like my math
book, and Jacob leans over and tells me
why.
“We were rushing I...I didn’t even notice I
took my science journal instead.” When I
thought nothing could get even worse
Jonathan walks in.
took my science journal instead.” When I
thought nothing could get even worse
Jonathan walks in.
Mrs. Turken saves the day by announcing,
“Jonathan Meener you are two minutes
late, detention after class with Mrs.
Phiploo.” Jonathan wasn’t listening to
Mrs.Turken he was looking over to Jacob
and I. Jacob had his bright green
composition book on his desk It’s not the
best color for a something that you want to
hide away. Jonathan comes over and says
“Hey Jacob and Martin what’s this?”
Jonathan says taking Jacobs journal.
“Jonathan Meener you are two minutes
late, detention after class with Mrs.
Phiploo.” Jonathan wasn’t listening to
Mrs.Turken he was looking over to Jacob
and I. Jacob had his bright green
composition book on his desk It’s not the
best color for a something that you want to
hide away. Jonathan comes over and says
“Hey Jacob and Martin what’s this?”
Jonathan says taking Jacobs journal.
“Hey give it back,” Jacob says
“Why,” “Is it something special ?”
“N...no i...it’s.”
“JUST GIVE IT BACK!” I yell witch makes
everyone turn around in there seats
especially Mrs .Turken.
everyone turn around in there seats
especially Mrs .Turken.
“Martin Joesoef Frisco! Detention after
class with Mrs .Phiploo.
class with Mrs .Phiploo.
“Guess I’ll see you after class Martin-can.”
Jonathan teases.
Jonathan teases.
After class while Jacob is having fun out at
recess I’m cooped up with Jonathan
Meanest. I don’t call him that to his face.
Mrs.Phiploo are detention monitor tells us
to sit down “ Great” one hour of completely
nothing I thought.
recess I’m cooped up with Jonathan
Meanest. I don’t call him that to his face.
Mrs.Phiploo are detention monitor tells us
to sit down “ Great” one hour of completely
nothing I thought.
“How was detention?” Jacob asked.
“Horrible as usual,” I answer “recess was
horrible, too, there was really nothing to do
since you weren’t there,”Jacob says trying
to be nice. We head to lunch today there
is macaroni and cheese were very excited
for it. I just slightly open the door just in
time to see Jonathan catapult a bowl of
macaroni at Jacob and me.
horrible, too, there was really nothing to do
since you weren’t there,”Jacob says trying
to be nice. We head to lunch today there
is macaroni and cheese were very excited
for it. I just slightly open the door just in
time to see Jonathan catapult a bowl of
macaroni at Jacob and me.
We both dodge the mac and cheese
while Mrs. Reen walked right in the
path of the airborne bowl. There was a
splat and everyone went silent. “WHO
THREW THAT!!” Angry Mrs. Reen
screamed. Everyone in the lunchroom
said “Jonathan!”
while Mrs. Reen walked right in the
path of the airborne bowl. There was a
splat and everyone went silent. “WHO
THREW THAT!!” Angry Mrs. Reen
screamed. Everyone in the lunchroom
said “Jonathan!”
“Jonathan Bugton Meener in my office
after I clean myself off,” Mrs. Reen said
calmly.“Bugton,Ha Ha,” one boy said
after she left.
after I clean myself off,” Mrs. Reen said
calmly.“Bugton,Ha Ha,” one boy said
after she left.
“Bugton sounds like some city,” a girl
added.
added.
“I think that is the end of bullying Bugton,”
I explain.
I explain.
“Hi Jonathan,”Jacob and I say two
days later.“H...hi,”Jonathan says in a
shy voice.
days later.“H...hi,”Jonathan says in a
shy voice.
Now he's just a normal kid at PS-28.
THE END
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