Saturday, 29 September 2012

Chapter 3 - Gen 1 - Lilly

~ Bully ~

Two months have passed by and still things are not any better, I am alone, but that is how I have been for most of my life anyway so that does not really bother me so much.  It is the way that people reacted to me here that I can not get used to.  

In Rainbow Valley it had been a lot different, I was used to the physical abuse, mainly dished out by my own brother, but at school I had been shoved, poked, tripped up, pinned up against a wall while they took turns to spit on me, I was used to having bruises to hide, but here there was none of that.

Here, in Strawberry Falls, they also never having seen a colourless berry before, treat me quite differently  ..............  like a leper who has to be avoided at all cost.  You would think I was contagious, "don't touch her she will make your colour fade." that I have heard said on more than one occasion, and it seemed to be the opinion of most people in this town.  If they touch me they too will become colourless - I ask you how ridiculous is that!!  So as not to have any contact with me they give me a wide berth.  Here they do not get me physically, they got me mentally instead.

I am the source of most of the other pupils entertainment in this place and creeping into my room in the middle of the night while I am sleeping is one of their favorite games, made easier by me having a room of my own, nobody was brave enough and everyone refuse to share a room with me.

Some of the things done have been downright evil, breaking or stealing my personal things, but the worse thing they did - something I will never forgive or forget!!

Finding my only picture of Mulberry, which had been pinned to the wall by my bed, torn into hundreds of pieces and scattered all around my room - damn near killed me.

I spent hours carefully trying to piece it all back together using sellotape.  I searched high and low for Mulberry's face, but those pieces were missing, I couldn't find them anywhere.  I was mortified.

I placed the faceless patchwork picture into a book and shoved it to the back of a draw, it hurt me to look at it in the state that it was in.

 Mulberry is the only part of home I ever want to keep in my life, and his photograph was my most treasured possession.  I never plan to go back to that place, my so called home and family, once school is over I plan to go my own way.

Nastiness aside, most of the time they just played pranks and at first I fell for all of them.

About a month back I had to spend the whole day in the school laundry boil washing all of my clothes over and over until I got them clean and white again. They had thrown all of my clothes into a bath full of yellow dye while I slept.  Then, after spending a few weeks walking around school with turquoise green hair, which took what felt like a hundred washes to completely remove - I was quick to learn my lesson and did not fall for any more of their bedroom pranks again.

I lie in wait, awake but pretending to be a sleep and wait for them to come.  They are like the monster who I used to think lived under my bed, I am always ready and waiting they are not going to outsmart me, I am awake and aware they just don't know it.  Since they destroyed Mulberry's photograph they have not touched any of my personal stuff, but I will soon be out of bed if they try.
I soon learned who were the main culprits for sneaking into my room at night -  Jazzberry and Ice - but they were only doing Lime's dirty work - Lime is the ring leader for all things bad in this place, they are her lapdogs, she says jump and they ask how high.  Lime rarely gets her hands dirty and only pays me a nightly visit when they have something extra special up their sleeves.

Ice usually takes the computer - she thinks she will be scaring me to death with the scare screen, she also roots through my email account - but there is never anything there for her to find, I delete everything personal and private before I go to bed.  Not that there is ever much to delete, only the occasional email from my parents.  Everything else is usually spam or hate mail from within the school itself, which I do leave for her to have a good snigger at, I never read it myself - my logic, while she is busy nosing through my emails it is keeping her occupied and she isn't up to other stuff.

Jazzberry usually does most of the other stuff - but I am always careful to listen to him moving around, which is not too hard because he is one clumsy fool.  Sometimes I set my own traps, I leave something lying around on the floor like a bag, he never fails to fall over them, sometimes I nearly give myself away, it is so hard for me not to giggle when I hear him bouncing off the walls and furniture quietly swearing so as not to wake me.  I can generally tell what Jazzberry is up to and avoid the pranks he thinks are going to get me.  Jazzberry is the one with all the plumbing skills, booby trapping the taps and shower in the bathroom.

Today starts for me in the usual way de pranking my room after the usual nightly visit - saying hello to mr ape face who will pop up on my computer as soon as I turn it on, which does not even make me jump anymore because I know it is coming. Then deleting my inbox so that it can fill up with more junk mail for Ice to snoop through.  Then it is removing woopee cushions from the sofa and running the shower until the water is clear and free of dye before I can take my morning shower.  I wander now why they continue with their pranks, surely they can see they are not working I have only once had dyed hair for them to see, they must realize by now that I know exactly what they are doing.

 I.T. is far from being one of my favorite lessons.  I have to suffer being in the computer room for three one hour lessons a week, and it is not actually the computers that I dislike, it is the company that I have to keep during that lesson.  Lime, Ruby and Ice also do I.T. at the same time as I do, my green, red and blue nightmares - the three of them together always means plenty of trouble for me.

"I see she has herself a body guard today girls."  I heard Lime say and right on cue her two lapdogs,  Ruby and Ice, started to snigger behind me.  I half smiled at myself. I had strategically sat here today on purpose, so that I would have a 'body guard' of sorts, Mr Ocean sat right next to me reading, they would have to leave me alone at least until he wanders off to the bathroom, but hopefully he will spend the whole of this lesson sat there reading his book..

"You three girls are late again, I think I might have to have a word with Mrs Flowers about your time keeping - now take your seats and get working on your assignments, they are due in on Friday remember."  He spoke to them without taking his eyes off his book, if he had heard the bodyguard comment he did not mention it.  The three girls huffed and puffed then took their seats and after a few minutes the class was quiet again all but the clicking from the keyboards as everyone got on with their assignments in silence.

I never doubted that this school would be any different to my last, and that I would be picked on for being colourless and Lime is my main tormenter here any opportunity she gets she is at me.  She was quite aptly named after a bitter fruit and she is definitely bitter to her core, she even makes Prelude look pretty tame.

"You got away with it for now, freak, but I have something very special planned for you in Art"  Lime spat at me as we made our way out of the computer room at the end of the lesson, Mr Ocean had not moved all lesson so she missed her chance to get at me, that really hacked her off.

Ruby is laughing hysterically obviously she knows what Lime has planned for me - ART - my next class - another lesson that I share with the three of them.  Art is probably the lesson where they have their most fun with me, coloured paint thrown by them, being what I am wearing most days when I leave art class.  If only one of them had the nerve to touch me, I am sure they would hold me down and completely paint me ...... but they are too scared that I will turn them colourless, so they don't.

I always try to stick to the back of the class, closest to the door so if I need to I can run, today Lime snags the easel that I usually aim for and she has positioned herself between me and the door.  Mrs Flowers who tends to wander out of class to run errands is quietly painting at the front of class .... maybe luck is on my side today and she will stay there for the whole lesson.

Fifteen minutes into the lesson and my mood drops and I know my luck has ran out, hearing Mrs Flowers making her usual excuses as she slips out of the classroom and leaving us unattended.  Ice is on the easel in front of me, Ruby in front of Ice, Lime to my left, they pretty much had me cornered.  I waited nervously for the paint to come flying over the top of my easel ..... a few minutes passed - but the paint didn't come.

"So freak - who is the purple brat?" Lime's voice suddenly broke the silence.

At first her question confused me, then it clicked.

"You!!  You have it don't you - give it me back!!!"  I was shaking inside because I was angry not because I was scared. Of course, I never thought at the time that someone might have taken the missing piece of Mulberry's photo, but it would make sense as to why I never found it.

"Who is the brat - freak?"  She asked me again, that's when I saw it, the torn out piece of photograph - the bit that was missing - Mulberry's face.  She held it in front of me and when I tried to grab it she snatched it away from me, hiding it behind her.  In my attempt to get what she was holding I lurched forward and I crashed into her - I had touched her - this made her very mad.

"Touch me again - freak - and you are dead do you hear me!!??"  I have never seen her so angry but I could also see that she was actually scared  "If you turn me colourless, trust me, it will be the last thing you ever do - get me??!!"

"Whatever, just GIVE me the photo .. Please!!!."  They could do to me whatever they wanted, I just wanted that missing piece back.

"She touched you?!  Oh no ..... Lime you know you are toast now don't you!!"  Sunny appeared and I found it strange that he was laughing at Lime

Limes face twisted and while she never took her eyes off me she sniped at Sunny  "Get lost Sunshine, do you want another piece of me, I can quite easily repeat last weeks punishment"

Sunny's face dropped, suddenly he looked scared  "No!!  Sorry Lime."   he said then scurried away like a frightened animal back to his easel.  She is such a bully, I am beginning to wander if there is anyone in this school that she does not control!!!

Lime then turned her full attention back to me  "Who is the purple brat, if you don't tell me you won't get it back!!"

"If I tell you who he is - you will give it me back right?!"  I asked - I hoped but doubted she would mean a word she said.  "Of course, now, tell me - who is he?" 

"My little brother"  I watched Lime's mouth drop open, she was shocked, I really don't think that is what she expected me to say.  "What colour are your parents?"  she then demanded

"Purple and so are both of my brothers, now can I please have my photo back."  She was not listening she had more questions for me

"So if your parents are purple and your brothers are purple - why are you NOT purple??"  How could I answer that question when I did not know the answer myself.

I suddenly realized something - I have a weapon - why have I been so stupid and not thought about using it to my advantage before - they are probably more scared of my touch than I am of any bruise they could give me - time for me to play my own game!!!

"I used to be purple, I was picked up by a colourless woman when I was a baby."  I watched her flinch as I stepped towards her.

"YOU STAY THERE!!!  BACK OFF!!!"  she stepped backwards away from me, Lime was scared "Oh My Berry - it's true - Don't you come any closer, what I said earlier stands - turn me colourless and you are mince meat!!"

"I've touched you it is already too late - you do know you will become like me now don't you, but it won't happen straight away, you will stay green for a while yet."  I was laughing in my head, she is taking it in and believing it - she is actually scared of me - but she will definitely be kicking my butt when she realizes eventually that I am lying.  Sunny reappeared looking rather more serious this time, just listening, paint pallet still in his hand. . 

"How long?" she asked nervously

"Hard to say I was just a baby, but I think it was quite a few months before I was completely white, my colour faded away slowly."  The look on her face make me want to crack up, but I had to hold it all in and keep my face straight.  "Now you can give me my photo!!"

Limes face change, her usual evil expression returned "Not on your life berry hole!!"  she hissed at me and before I knew what was happening she was rubbing the photo into the paint on Sunny's pallet and threw it in the direction of Ice and Ruby who were hiding behind my easel.  "Ice destroy it, I need to go and see the nurse"

I watched the piece of photo, which now had weight because of the paint, fly towards Ice who jumped back to avoid it hitting her ....... *Splat* ...... it landed by her feet, Ice made no attempt to even catch it.

"Oh Dear!!" Ice said sarcastically "I seam to have dropped it"  she was sniggering as I saw the paint soaked piece of photograph disappear underneath her shoe as she stepped on it.  I watched in horror as Ice's shoe ground the photo into the ground over and over until it was just a pile of mush.

"I am telling you now - you are one dead berry, watch your back, I am coming for you very soon!!"  Lime hissed at me angrily before running out of the art room.  I suspected in the direction of the nurses office.

I thought about Mulberrys face being crushed under Ice's shoe - the pain I felt was unbearable - I needed to run too, I couldn't hold it in any longer, the tears were welling up in my eyes and starting to run down my face already, the whole of art class just standing there quietly watching me.

I dashed out of the art room and into the quiet and empty music room next door, I could hardly see for all the tears welling up in my eyes, after closing the door behind me I started to sob. 


Song "Bully" by Shinedown (Song) (Lyrics)


  1. I don't know whether to be happy there not beating her up physically or sad at the new treatment. I was laughing with the trick she played on Lime it was hilarious!

    1. :) mental bullying can be worse than physical bullying :(

  2. I am all too familiar with mental bullying, and it is really crappy that she has to go through that now. LOL I loved the lie she told Lime about how she became colorless. That was heart wrenching how they destroyed Mulberry's photo in art class. I felt so bad for her.

  3. I think mental bullying is worse then physical. Physical wounds can heal...mental...not so much. :(

  4. Lime is so nasty.. she's like... such a typical mean girl that it frustrates me.. good job though, your characters are well written!

  5. Typical brat girl that Lime. If I were Lilly, I'd just have kept touching Lime until I got my photo back. Seriously, bull! Bullying of any kind absolutely sucks! I pray that my children don't go through it, but if they do, I pray I have an answer for them.

  6. This place is just awful that Lilly was sent to. It seems she exchanged one form of abuse for another. Bullying is awful in any form but sometimes the mental form is worse. I hope Lime's revenge isn't too severe once she realizes she isn't going colorless.

  7. This is an amazing work so far. I feel so sorry for Lilly, but I'm glad she got her revenge on Lime!