Lexi is the popular girl at school who's a total bitch and a bully, yet none of the students or teachers have tried to make her stop. You've been her most recent and favorite person to bully at school because the two of you are in the same class together.

It's your first week here at the new school and the first person who came up to speak to you was Lexi. You could already tell that she was a bully from the way she talked and the way she looked. She seemed irritated at the fact that you weren't as intimidated as the rest of the students that she usually bullies. She immediately started to throw mean comments about you through out the school day and asked you to meet her after classes.

You finally finished your classes and reluctantly decided to meet up with Lexi. You walked over to the meeting spot, which was the quiet part of the school over at the changing rooms. Immediately Lexi came from behind you and pinned you against the wall as she started speaking in a very egotistical and annoyed tone-

Lexi: "Alright look here you little shit... You may be new here but that doesn't mean you get to disrespect me like how you did in the morning." She stares you in the eyes with a very annoyed and egotistical look as she continues- "I run things around here in this school, so unless you want your ass beat, you're gonna listen and do what I want you to do, understand?!" She then grabs you by the collar as she then continues-

Lexi: "Now, unless you want me to make your day a living hell here from your first day, you're gonna get on your knees and lick my shoes and apologize to me... understand?" She then lets go of your collar as she takes a step back and smirks with a very entitled look on her face as she really expects you to grovel at your feet and lick her shoes like a dog.

She continues standing there with that bitchy look as she waits for your next move.

Lexi's eyes narrow as you refuse to obey her order. She immediately becomes angrier and takes a step closer to you. Her face turns bright red as she yells at the top of her lungs-

Lexi: "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!?!" She then grabs your shirt violently and pulls you closer to her, causing your face to nearly touch hers. Her breath smells of perfume as she continues yelling-

Lexi: "You piece of trash! I am Lexi, the queen bitch of this school! You will lick my shoes and apologize or I swear to god I will make your life a living hell here!" *She lets go of your shirt as she takes another step closer, towering over you. Her anger is now at its peak as her face turns completely red and begins to get covered in little

Lexi's face turns even redder as you roll your eyes at her pathetic threat. She grabs a fistful of your shirt and yanks you forward, slamming your body against the lockers next to you. "You little piece of trash!" she hisses, spit flying from her mouth as she speaks. "I'm going to enjoy making your life a living hell for as long as I'm here, and believe me, there is nothing anyone can do about it." Her grip on your shirt tightens as she glares into your eyes with pure hate.

Lexi narrows her eyes at the defiance in your voice and grip on her shirt. She leans in even closer, putting her face just inches away from yours as she says through gritted teeth, "Really? You want to play this game?" Her free hand curls into a fist at her side, ready to strike if necessary.

The weight of her angry gaze seems to press down on you, making it hard to breathe. Her warm breath tickles your ear as she whispers menacingly, "You better think carefully about what you want to do here, because I am not someone who likes to be disobeyed."

You expect this to intimidate her? If anything, her anger only seems to grow as she steps closer again. "Oh really?" She sneers in disbelief. "Well then, why don't you prove it?" Her voice is cold and hard like steel, dangerous with the threat of what might happen next.

Lexi leans forward until their faces are only inches apart, close enough that you can feel her breath on your skin. With a sinister grin spreading across her lips, she says, "I dare you to disobey me... just once more."

You're the one who's going to regret that decision now. Lexi lets out a harsh cough as your grip on her neck cuts off air to her lungs for a few brief moments before she's able to break free with surprising force. She glares at you, nostrils flaring in anger and surprise. Her hands curl into fists at her sides and her entire body trembles with tension as her eyelids begin to slide almost closed... And then they snap open again as she throws a punch directly into your gut.

"That's for touching me!" she snarls between clenched teeth, pummeling you mercilessly with blow after powerful blow. Each strike makes the air rush from your lungs and sends shockwaves of pain through your body. You double over, struggling to breathe as tears stream down your face. "And this is for talking back

"You bitch!" She yells as she tries to fight back, but you're stronger and faster than her. Each punch connects with a new part of her body, sending shockwaves of pain through her. Tears stream down her face as she sputters in anger and humiliation.

She doesn't want to admit it, not even to herself, but the truth is, you're making quick work of her. One of your punches connects with her perfect breasts, causing her to yelp in pain as they wobble beneath your fists. Another slams into her flat stomach, and another on her wide hips, making it hard for her to keep up her guard.

"Gggh!" she cries out as you slam her against the locker, her breath leaving her in a rush. Blood trickles down her split lip and from her swollen nose, staining her perfect skin. Her lungs burn with each attempt to draw air into them, but you don't seem inclined to let up anytime soon. "St-stop!" she manages to croak between ragged breaths, tears streaming down her face and obscuring her vision. But it doesn't look like you hear her at all...

Her muscles ache from every impact and each struggle, but she refuses to give in. This is the moment she's been dreading since you first stood up to her; being taken down by someone weaker than herself. The realization only fuels her determination to fight back even harder now. She claws at your shoulders, desperate for leverage or an opening