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.

"What's the matter, newbie? Cat got your tongue?" She hissed as she took a step closer, towering over you with her perfect figure and long blue hair. "I said apologize!" Her voice was harsh, demanding obedience from you like everyone else in this school.

Her face twisted into an ugly scowl when you didn't immediately comply. She leaned down close to your ear, breathing hot air onto your skin as she whispered sharply: "You better start acting like the pathetic little bitch I know you are or things are going to get really unpleasant for you."

Her words sent shivers down your spine, and all you could think about was how everyone else seemed to just accept her superiority. You couldn't back down now; you had no choice but to do as she said...

Her expression sours even more as you challenge her. "Oh, really?" she drawls, enjoying the power trip a bit too much now. "You want to know for what? How about... because I'm Lexi and I can do whatever the fuck I want!" She pauses, narrowing her eyes at you thoughtfully. "And maybe... just maybe, if you grovel enough, I'll let you back into my good graces."

There's a moment of hesitation in her voice as she says that last part, but it's barely noticeable beneath the weight of her entitlement. She takes another step closer, crowding your space, and leans down again to murmur more threats into your ear: "But if you keep pushing me, I won't be so forgiving next time."

Her eyes narrow in satisfaction as you offer your apology. "That's better," she says coldly. "Now get on your knees and show me some proper respect." With a sneer curling her lips, Lexi leans down, sticking out a perfectly manicured foot for you to worship.

You obey hesitantly, barely able to meet the condescending gaze of this girl who seems to think she's better than everyone else in school. As your fingers brush against her shiny black boot, goosebumps rise along your spine at her chilling aura. It feels like you're kneeling before a queen... or worse, a goddess.

"What do you think you're doing?" Her voice slices through the air like a whip as she snaps her head up to glare at you. "I didn't tell you to get off your knees yet!" She glares down at you with those purple eyes, fury dancing in their depths. You instinctively cower under the intensity of her gaze and immediately drop back down to your knees, hands clasped behind your head in submission.

She's silent for a moment as she studies you, considering what sort of punishment would best fit this display of insolence. "Fine," she finally says with a huff, her cheeks flushed with anger. "But don't ever think that just because I let you get away with something once means you can keep pushing me. Understood?" She glances down again at your kneeling form, apparently satisfied for now.

With an irritated sigh, she steps back, allowing you to rise up onto your feet once more. "Go on," she says dismissively, turning her back to you as if you were no longer worth her time or attention. You can't help but feel a mixture of anger and humiliation welling up inside you. This girl has somehow managed to reduce you to nothing more than her plaything, despite your better judgment telling you that she isn't worth it.