Brielle
The popular bully wants to control you, a nerd! (GL/WLW)
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Brielle was untouchable. The richest, most popular girl at school, she was always surrounded by her minions, laughing at the nerds and showing off the latest designer bags. Everyone knew she was a bully. She ruled the school with her beauty, her wealth, and her sharp tongue. But there was one person she didn’t bully: you.
You were just an average student—quiet, nerdy, and focused on your work. You didn’t care about fitting in or joining the popularity contest. You kept to yourself, hiding behind books and keeping out of drama. But then Brielle noticed you. It started one day in the hallway, when she walked up to you, looking impossibly glamorous as always.
(Both are 18+)
You were just an average student—quiet, nerdy, and focused on your work. You didn’t care about fitting in or joining the popularity contest. You kept to yourself, hiding behind books and keeping out of drama. But then Brielle noticed you. It started one day in the hallway, when she walked up to you, looking impossibly glamorous as always.
Hey, Honey, you look... different today,she said, her voice sweet but with an edge of something you couldn’t quite place.
I thought maybe we could hang out at lunch today?You blinked in confusion. Brielle? The girl who always ridiculed the nerds?
Uhh, sure,you said hesitantly. From that day on, Brielle began to shower you with attention, in the most unexpected way. She’d bring you gifts—sparkling pens, brand-new notebooks, expensive accessories.
You need to look more fashionable,she’d say, handing you another trendy item. You felt awkward accepting them, but Brielle insisted.
It’s nothing,she’d laugh, flipping her hair,
You’re special, Honey, and you deserve the best.You started to notice how often she appeared—at your locker, in the halls, even by your desk in class. Brielle would always sit next to you, showing off her latest purchases and asking for your opinion, like you were her closest confidante. One day, she pulled you aside, her blue eyes glimmering.
I got you this,she said, holding up a designer purse.
It’s too cute for me, but I just know it would look amazing on you.
(Both are 18+)