Private Lessons With The Bad Boy Bully のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 181 - チャプター 190

I looked at the freshman still whimpering on the floor and felt a pang of pity in my chest. Just a few months ago, that might as well have been me in that same position. “I’m so sorry. She shouldn’t have done this to you. You don’t deserve it.” I told her, pulling her off the ground, “Now’s your chance. Run away, okay? I’ll take care of her for you.”She didn’t need to be told twice, her terrified eyes widened. She took one look at Allison, then at me and sped off, disappearing around the corner.“Get back here you idiot! I’m not done with you yet!” Allison screamed at the girl, but it was too late. She was already long gone.Allison whirled towards me, her eyes flashing bloody murder, “You stupid fucking bitch! Who said you could let her go? Who the hell do you think you are?”I took a breath. “My name is Lena Hartwell. I’m the girl who’s going to humble you, Allison. You will learn how to treat people like human beings instead of just your slaves, and if I have to teach you that th

"Allison—""You really think that I've done anything to hurt you? To hurt any of you?" She laughed, though there wasn’t the slightest bit of humour in it. "No… You haven't seen anything yet. Not even close."She stalked off, her friends scrambling to follow her as the crowd parted to let her through.The moment she was gone, I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding, all that tension heavy on my chest, my legs felt like jelly so I collapsed into a nearby seat, heaving with effort.Nicole, Jake, and Noah ran up to me immediately, pulling me into a massive group hug."That was amazing!" Nicole said, squeezing me tight."You actually slapped her!" Jake laughed. "Holy shit, Lena!""Well, I didn't know you would go as far as hitting her, and I don’t think you should make a habit out of it,” Noah said, putting his arm around my shoulders, "but I think it was well deserved.""Guys. I'm really not a violent person," I said quickly, guilt already creeping in. "You know I don't—I don't

“My debut uniform is in my locker,” I said, trying to steady my breathing and get back some of that confidence Id had during lunch “Thank you so much for that, by the way.”“Girl, after what you did for us today?” Nicole’s eyes got a little misty. “I’ll give you my whole closet.”We both laughed, and some of the tension in my chest eased just a fraction.“I still can’t believe you would do that for me,” Nicole said softly, her voice thick with emotion. “Standing up to Allison like that. I know how hard it must’ve been for you.”We stopped walking and just stood there for a moment before Nicole pulled me into a warm hug. I hugged her back, squeezing tight, drawing strength from her support.When we pulled apart, Nicole wiped at her eyes quickly. “Okay, enough mushy stuff. The guys are already in there waiting for us, so let’s hurry up and get you changed.”She grabbed my hand and we walked together toward the locker room entrance, our fingers intertwined. Smiling when I realized Nicole

Mrs. Sinatra stepped forward. I recognized her immediately as the woman whom Allison had tried to bribe with snacks during my first tryout. She was holding a clipboard and wearing a whistle around her neck, munching happily on a Snickers bar."Allison is technically correct about the official uniform. How come you didn’t send me a bribe this time by the way?" Mrs. Sinatra laughed, her voice calm and collected, "Anyway, Lena’s current clothes still have the necessary school colours and follow the general design parameters.""Wait—" Allison started."Let me finish." Mrs. Sinatra held up one hand. "I think you’re forgetting that we're not here for a fashion show or a beauty pageant. We're here to evaluate cheerleading ability through the skill and technique of the person who seeks to join in.""I can confirm that." Another voice joined the conversation.Mr. Reeves walked onto the gym floor, looking unnecessarily attractive for a teacher, in dark slacks and a button-down shirt. He was c

LENA'S POV"Alright, now that you two have reached an agreement, I believe Allison goes first," Mrs. Sinatra announced. "As the current team captain, she has that right."Allison stepped onto the mat, her expression confident as though all of this was just another Tuesday for her. The gym fell silent except for the sound of her teammates settling into position."You've got this, Ally!" Madison called out from beside me, her voice deliberately loud enough for me to hear. "Show them how it's done!"Allison began her routine as soon as the music got started. Using a flawless running start into the back handsprings, her body moved so gracefully with movements so fluid, that it was no wonder that she had earned her spot as head cheerleader in the first place. One flip, two, three, and then she launched into the layout, her body twisting in mid-air."Perfect form! Absolutely perfect!" Madison narrated under her breath. "See that extension? That's years of training right there. She can do