LOGINYears had passed since Helena first walked through the imposing gates of Brentford Academy—a school of wealth and whispers, luxury and secrets. The memories of those early days—of cold stares, whispered mockery, and relentless bullying from Greg and Bianca—still lingered in her mind, but they no longer held the power to hurt her. Levenon had once felt like a place of exile, a strange city after her parents’ divorce. But beneath the glittering surface of privilege and cruelty, Helena found something unexpected: strength, and even a fragile kind of hope. Greg, the billionaire heir who had wielded his wealth like a weapon, had surprised everyone—including himself. What began as rivalry and harshness slowly turned into something more complicated. Beneath his arrogance, Greg saw something in Helena he had never noticed before—her courage, her kindness, her refusal to be broken. As seasons passed, his animosity faded into admiration, and admiration blossomed into love. It was a quiet, confusing love, born from moments stolen between tension and vulnerability. Helena, though wary at first, eventually saw past Greg’s tough exterior to the boy struggling with his own expectations. Bianca, once the unchallenged queen of Brentford’s social scene, faded into the background, losing her grip on power as both Greg and Helena forged their own paths. Helena graduated at the top of her class, her scholarship the key to a future she had fought hard to claim. Universities lined up with offers, eager to welcome the girl who had risen above Brentford’s shadows. Now, standing once more before the academy’s grand gates, Helena no longer saw the school as a place of cruelty but as the crucible that shaped her. Brentford had been a battlefield—and a forge. With Greg by her side, no longer a bully but a partner, Helena ---
View MoreScene – Springfield Auditorium, Graduation MorningThe auditorium was a sea of navy blue gowns and beaming families. Banners fluttered overhead, golden sashes glinting beneath soft spotlights. The air buzzed with excitement and the hush of dreams coming true.Helena sat with her hands neatly folded, her tassel brushing her cheek, heart hammering against her ribs. She looked to her left — Greg, already grinning at her. To her right — Tessy clutching Leo’s hand under her robe.“Is this really happening?” Tessy whispered.Leo kissed her temple. “It is. We made it.”Scene – Award AnnouncementsThe Dean took the podium, reading out names with practiced grace.“…Top Law Graduate — Helena Martins!”Applause thundered.Helena stood, steady and glowing. She walked across the stage with dignity, her eyes shining. As she received her award, she whispered under her breath, “This is for you, Sophia.”“…Best Cadet Performance and Flight Leadership Award — Greg Dalton!”Greg’s stride was confident,
Scene – Springfield Flight Academy, MorningGreg stood by the runway, helmet in hand, staring at the twin-prop plane that would take him through his final evaluation — a complex air navigation test that would determine if he’d graduate top of his class.His instructor, Commander Durojaiye, clapped him on the back. “Dalton, you ready to paint the sky?”Greg exhaled slowly. “Yes, sir. It’s now or never.”“You’ve flown well all year. Today, just trust the training. Don’t chase perfection—chase precision.”As Greg climbed into the cockpit, he thought of Helena, of their late-night call the evening before, when she whispered: "You’ve already touched the sky, Greg. Now show them you belong there."The tower gave him clearance. The plane’s engine roared to life.And he soared.Scene – Springfield Law Hall, Mock CourtroomHelena stood at the podium, gripping her opening statement. Today was the final round of the Law School’s Shadow Justice Challenge — a simulation judged by practicing lawyer
Scene – Anthem Records Studio A, Monday MorningTessy stood in the center of Studio A, eyes wide as she took in the glowing console, padded walls, and velvet drapes that dimmed the morning light. It didn’t feel like a studio.It felt like a cathedral.A sanctuary.She clutched her notebook close to her chest.Pamela Oku entered, phone in hand and energy like a whirlwind.“Vocal coach will be in at noon, sound check in twenty. Today’s just warm-ups and vibe hunting,” she said. “We’ll record proper on Wednesday.”Tessy nodded, her heart pounding like a snare drum. “Got it.” Sure! Here's the continuation of Chapter One Hundred and Twenty of The Bully Who Fell First, continuing Tessy's exciting first days at Anthem Records while also touching on Helena, Greg, and Leo supporting her from their own paths.Chapter One Hundred and Twenty (Part 2): Echoes of FirstsScene – Studio A, Wednesday MorningTessy sat on a stool, headphones adjusted, mic lit, and a team of producers seated behind t
Scene – Monday Morning, Lagos – Anthem Records HQTessy stood at the entrance of the sleek glass building with butterflies tap-dancing in her stomach. The towering sign that read Anthem Records shimmered under the sun, but all she could see was the weight of what it meant.Her hand gripped the strap of her guitar case. The same guitar she'd played in her dorm, in classrooms, at school events — and now, it had followed her here.“Breathe,” she muttered to herself.“You’ll be fine,” Leo said beside her, dressed in a neat polo and jeans. “You’re not just a singer anymore. You’re the singer.”Tessy gave a half-smile. “I still feel like a little girl pretending to be Beyoncé.”“Well, newsflash: even Beyoncé had to walk through a glass door the first time.”They entered.Scene – Anthem Records, LobbyThe receptionist greeted them warmly and directed them to the 12th floor. Tessy stepped into the elevator and watched the numbers tick up like a countdown.“This is real, isn’t it?” she whisper
The week rolled in with the weight of finality. WAEC and JAMB revision classes were in full swing, and the corridors of Brentford Academy buzzed with a mix of exam tension and whispered prom excitement. Students moved like shadows through the halls—some anxious, some hopeful, and others, like Helen
Chapter Sixty-Nine: Dares, Truths, and Everything In BetweenScene – Monday Afternoon, Outside Brentford AcademyThe final WAEC paper—Government—was over. The moment Helena stepped out of the exam hall, the air tasted different. Not lighter, not heavier… just full of something new.Freedom.Tessy t
Scene – Greg’s House, Saturday AfternoonThe sky over Brentford was cloudless and blue, with the sun shining just brightly enough to warm the sidewalks. Birds chirped in the distance as Helena stood at the gate of Greg’s house, a tote bag slung over her shoulder and a small container of chin chin i
Scene – Brentford Academy, Auditorium – 10:00 AMThe hall was packed again—only this time, it wasn’t just curiosity that filled the seats.It was conviction.The energy was electric. Students whispered. Phones were already recording. Teachers leaned forward, unsure of what was about to unfold.At t


















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