Semua Bab my bully loves me : Bab 111 - Bab 120

Scene – Brentford Event Hall, 7:03 PMThe chandeliers glittered like constellations above the transformed auditorium. Rich navy drapes lined the walls, gold and silver ribbons crisscrossing above the dance floor. Fairy lights blinked softly from every corner, setting the whole hall aglow in a warm, dreamy haze.The theme was clear in every detail:🕊️ “New Light, New Legacy.” 🕊️And tonight, Helena stepped into the room like she was the legacy.She wore a floor-length navy gown, off-shoulder, with a soft shimmer like stardust. Her braids were pinned in an elegant updo, curls framing her face gently. Eyes lined in gold, lips a soft rose—she looked like the past, present, and future woven into one breathtaking girl.Greg spotted her first.He stood near the entrance in a dark tux with satin lapels and a crisp white shirt. A navy pocket square peeked from his jacket—matching her dress, of course.“Whoa,” he breathed, taking a slow step forward.Helena smiled. “Hi.”“That’s not a greetin

Scene – Whispering Pines Campground, AfternoonThe van screeched to a dusty stop, scattering gravel beneath its tires. As the doors flung open, Tessy leapt out with a cheer. “We are officially unplugging from reality!”Helena stepped out behind her, shielding her eyes from the sun. “And walking directly into mosquito territory.”“Positive vibes, please,” Greg said, hauling their bags from the back. “We’ve earned this.”Leo popped a piece of chewing gum and slung a camping chair over his shoulder. “I still vote for a resort next time.”The campground was nestled between soft, pine-covered hills. A gentle breeze carried the scent of earth, smoke, and wildflowers. Several tents were already pitched across the open field, and the buzz of laughter and distant guitar music filled the air.They were here for three days — a student-organized retreat for final-year students from various schools across the state.Scene – Campsite Set-Up, One Hour LaterHelena and Greg struggled with the poles o

Scene – Springfield Campus, Saturday MorningSunlight poured through the thin curtains of Tessy's dorm room, but she was already awake — sitting cross-legged on her bed in silence, earbuds in, eyes closed. The hum of campus life below her window didn’t register. Today, everything faded into the background.This was it.She was one performance away from either rising into glory or fading into the crowd.There was a soft knock.Helena peeked in with a warm smile, followed by Greg balancing a tray of pancakes and juice, and Leo carrying a speaker on his shoulder like a hype man.“No one’s allowed to be nervous on an empty stomach,” Greg announced.Helena placed a soft scarf around Tessy's neck. “For warmth... and luck.”“You guys,” Tessy whispered, voice cracking.Leo grinned. “We’re not just your support system, Tess. We’re your fan club. VIP section, front row.”Tessy exhaled, finally smiling. “Okay. Let’s go win this thing.”Scene – Springfield Auditorium, AfternoonBackstage buzzed w

Scene – Morning of the Festival, Civic Arena The sun rose soft and golden over Springfield as Tessy laced up her boots in the hotel suite provided for finalists. Her fingers trembled slightly. The kind of tremble that lives between fear and anticipation. Helena braided her hair calmly, her voice steady. “You’ve sung through heartbreak, through fear, through finding yourself. What’s today compared to that?” Greg, sprawled on the couch, added, “You’re a beast, Tess. A musical lioness.” Leo stepped in, holding a thermos and her favorite lemon muffins. “And your lion pride is here, obviously.” Tessy laughed. Just like that, the shaking stopped. Scene – Backstage, Civic Arena The air was electric. Cameras flashed. Finalists paced. Coordinators whispered into earpieces. But Tessy stood still, eyes closed, earbuds in, breathing. She whispered to herself, “This is for me. This is for every time I thought I wasn’t enough.” From the sidelines, Leo watched her, hand clenched ove

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