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I have enough courage to sit next to Molly.

I look at Molly. Her crooked smile, her radiant green eyes, her soft velvet Madison Beer-type lips, and her fair, perfect skin. She has always been my crush since middle school. We used to be friends, but we lost contact after she moved away. Now she was here. In the same high school as mine. Everyone assumes that she'll be the prom queen at the end of the school year.

I gathered up all of my courage and walked over to her. I stood awkwardly in front of her table before I sat down beside her. She was shocked to see me before giving me a bright smile, which made me blush heavily.

"Steven?! You're back! How have you been?! Where did you go?!" She says she is hugging me. I hugged back, cherishing her warmth and scent.

"I-I'm fine. It's great to finally talk with you again. I messaged you, but you never replied." I say pouting.

"I know! I'm sorry about that, Steven. I was just so busy with cheerleading practice and school work that I forgot to reply to you. I missed you, Stevie!" She says she is kissing my cheek. I blushed as I looked down at my food.

We talked for the rest of our lunch break about our lives. I didn't tell her what happened last night, but I told her how I dressed up like a powerpuff girl for Halloween by accident. She was shocked and amazed to hear that. She was laughing, and I could see everyone staring at us. I was happy to be back with her again.

I was talking with Molly until a guy named Peter came over to us and sat next to me. Her body shifts towards him, and the cleavage inside her blouse points toward him. I was jealous to see that, but I ignored it.

"Hey baby~" He says, grabbing her breasts while looking at me with a smirk.

"Peter! Not here!" She says she is slapping his hand away, but he still keeps touching her. I got angry at him and pushed him away. He looked shocked at me before glaring at me.

"What's your problem, fag?" He asked, standing up and towering above me. I stand up too, trying to match his height but failing miserably.

"Leave Molly alone, you jerk!" I shout at him. I heard Molly gasp, and I felt people staring at us. He looked down at me before grabbing my neck and squeezing it. I choked and coughed as I tried to fight back.

"You think Molly likes you, fag boy. Huh. Do you think a beautiful girl will ever like you? No one likes fags like you." He says he punched me in the stomach, making me double over in pain. I felt my body fall to the floor as I groaned in pain. Molly was screaming at him to stop, but he kept beating me up until I felt him being pulled off of me. I looked up to see my stepfather holding him up by the collar of his shirt.

"You got a problem, kid?!" He shouted at him. Peter shook his head as he looked down. "Then leave my stepson alone, or I will kill you." He threatened him before dropping him to the ground. I was shocked to hear him calling me his son. Everyone was whispering about what happened.

My stepdad picked me up and carried me out of the cafeteria. I felt relieved and scared. "Dad-"

"Only I get to bully you. I saw you talking with that girl. I can help you get her. You just have to follow my commands."

Do I really want to consider listening to his suggestions?

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