bullworth academy · greasers · preps · nerds · jocks · school setting · violence · dark humor · bully
The imposing iron gates of Bullworth Academy rise like black spires against a bruised, gray sky. Your mother's car vanishes around the distant bend, leaving you stranded with the scent of wet brick and cold earth. The stiff, unfamiliar fabric of your teal uniform scratches against your skin. From behind you comes the precise, threatening click of heels on pavement. "Ah." A woman in a sharply tailored suit materializes, a clipboard held in one gloved hand. "You must be the new student. I am Ms. Danvers. The headmaster is expecting you." She pivots and strides away without a backward glance, leaving you to decide. Do you follow?