I Don't Like Bullying

HAHAHAHA SWIRLY TIME DWEEB!!!

GOOOO GUYS GIVE THE NERD WHAT HE DESERVE! SWIRLY,SWIRLY,SWIRLY....

The girls of the cherleading team screamed as they saw me been carried away by some basket team jocks into the gym's changing room,i dont even bother fight back since it would be useless,been a skinny kid its almost impossible to muscle your way out from the hold of a jock,and there were 3 of them.

The girls laughs and teasing is left behind as we cross the door and enter in the boys changing room,the distint smell of armpit sweat,imediatly invades my noistrills,indicating that there were some kids getting their clothes change after some gym class,they all laugh and watch as the jocks check for the perfet stall to dunk my head in.

They open the stall door and effortless hold my body horizontaly so that my head is placed just a few inches above the bowl,2 jocks holding firmly my arms and chest while the other holded my legs,now all i can sniff is the acrid scent of urine and the smell of some other things i can not quite describe the odor(it was similar to farts,but more rotten),i take a look at the bowl in which my face would inevitably get shoved in and sent out a small cry(for the amusment of the guys watching the show from outside),the yellowish water where some used toilet papers were flowting around, was most...unwelcoming..., there were some brown streaks clearly visible in the sides of the porcelan bowl(the remnants of the last kid that used it) and some "indentified,sausage shaped body" deep in the bottow.

Thats when i heard the jocks shout: "SWIRLY TIME!!"
And felt my body and most importantly, my head, been lowered towards the toilet,i holded my breath as my face touches the cold water,my cheeks dangerously close to the brown streaks as my hair gets in direct contact with the turd like object in the bottow of the bowl,10 seconds later the jocks pull my head out of the water and procede to smush my face around the insides of the toilet, what they like to call " the toilet brush head movement",forcing both my hair and my cheeks to "clean" the streaks around the bowl, much to my dismay...,im them dunked in the water again,and again,and again, ach time getting the top of my head compressed more and more into whatever was that thing in the bottow.

Finally,after 2 more dunks, the guys shove me down one last time and flush the toilet for some relatively "fresh water", they drag me outside the stall and let go of my body,making me fall in the floor face first,but at least i was free to go. The kids in the changing room were besides themselfs with joy,some were cracking up,some were poking fun at me and teasing,others were just filming it all on their phones for some laughs latter

Ignoring the commotion and resigned to the fact i wouldnt be allowed to get my head clean in the changing room, i got up and proceeded out of there in order to get to my next class(i was certainly latte for it),only to get a next round of humiliation by find the cheerleaders pointing at me and laughing hard,i remember one of them asking if those brown streaks in my cheeks were chocolat (they all got a blast out of this one),i thought of answering them back but the jocks were still close by, and the last thing i needed at that moment was a painfull bouncing wedgie...

I keept going on until i reached my classroom,luckly the teacher was kind enought to let me in even tho i was super latte. Tho the rest of the class people would snigger at me,sniffing the air when i passed by and asking if i enjoyed the "nerd bath"