All Chapters of Private Lessons With The Bad Boy Bully: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

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Chapter Two Hundred And Thirty Eight

Jace's POVI was standing by my locker with Marcus and the guys, only half-listening to them, when Marcus suddenly smacked my arm."See that, Jace? They're making you prom king.""What the hell are you talking about?" I didn't even bother looking up from my phone. I had a test to take. And Lena's old history notes I was currently trying to memorise were definitely more important than whatever bullshit he was goin on about.Marcus pointed to the hallway wall, where some nauseatingly sparkly poster had been hung up overnight. "That. Check it out."I glanced over and sure enough, there it was, one of those obnoxious glittery signs announcing prom nominations. The header read "VOTE FOR YOUR PROM ROYALTY!" in letters that looked like they'd been bedazzled by someone with way too much time on their hands.Below that were two columns: "King Nominees" and "Queen Nominees."My name was on the guys' list, along with Noah's, which was fucking ridiculous since he was currently laid up in a hospit

Chapter Two Hundred And Thirty Nine

LENA'S POVSomeone was shaking me. Saying something in my ears, but I couldn't hear it. The world around me had gone eerily quiet, as if I was deep down underwater or wrapped in cotton.It was only a matter of weeks until final exams, but I wouldn't even get the opportunity to write them. Because I was now... expelled. A high school dropout, of all things.And they had already told my mother.What was I supposed to do? Where would I even start picking up the pieces?Start all over from the beginning? Where? How? Sure, community college didn't require a high school diploma in some cases, but the good ones did.And scholarships? Forget about it. No one would ever give full rides to expelled students with academic dishonesty on their records.Someone was shaking me again.I blinked, looking up slowly to find... Jace. I could see his mouth moving, could see the concern etched across his features, but I couldn't really hear what he was saying. Slowly his voice came through, though faint a

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty

JACE'S POVI stormed through the halls, searching for Allison. My hands were already curled into fists, and I had to actively remind myself not to put them through a wall, or worse..."Hey!" Marcus jogged up beside me. "I thought you were writing a test? Where the hell are you storming off to?""I'll get to it later." I didn't slow down. "Have you seen Allison anywhere? I need to talk to her."I was furious, completely fucking nuts, too angry at Allison for fucking up our perfect plans. What the hell happened to "problem solved"?It was one thing for both of them to be rivals, or to compete. That was just the natural order of things at Westbrook, it was the hierarchy that all of us had grown up in. If they wanted to catfight a little over the cheer squad or some shit, so be it, so long as they didn't lose their heads doing it.But to actually get Lena expelled? To destroy her entire future? Absolutely fucking not. That was way too fucking far.I mean, I'd always known it was a risk,

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty One

Lena"Coach Ellis? Please, I need to talk to you."After about thirty minutes of waiting for Jace with no sign of him returning, I got tired of moping around in the hallway like some kind of ghost.Sitting there feeling sorry for myself wasn't going to solve anything.The other students passing by had started to stare, whispering behind their hands, and I couldn't take another second of their pitying looks or their satisfaction at watching the golden girl fall, both of which they were all doing a terrible job at hiding.So I decided to go to the one person I thought might actually be able to help me, the one teacher who'd always had my back, who'd believed in me when no one else did.Coach Ellis was in his office reviewing game footage on his laptop, a whistle hanging around his neck and a half-empty coffee mug beside him.He looked up when I knocked, and his expression immediately switched, from concentration on whatever he was looking at, to surprise."Lena? What are you still doing

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty One II

Coach Ellis reached across his desk and grabbed the box of tissues he kept there, maybe for crying athletes after tough losses. He passed it to me wordlessly. I took one, pressing it to my eyes before the tears could fall and make this even more humiliating than it already was."Is there anything at all I could do?" I whispered, my voice muffled by the tissue.Coach Ellis was quiet for a long moment, clearly wrestling with something. I could see the conflict on his face, the desire to help versus the limitations of what he could actually do within the system. Finally, he leaned forward, his voice low and serious."If you found out exactly how Allison got those papers, how she forged your handwriting so perfectly, then maybe you could reverse this. You could prove that everything she showed us was just fabricated, manufactured evidence."He paused, choosing his words carefully. "The only other thing you could do is talk to her father. Go above Mrs. Sinclair's head."I looked up, confus

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty Two

Jace POV"Look, before you say anything, I wasn't trying to date her behind your back." Marcus held up his hands defensively, his voice strained. "I swear, man. I don't even know how it happened. I guess it started sometime after you and Allison had that fight at the pool over Lena."The pool incident. Of course. I could still see it perfectly, Allison shoving, or not shoving Lena into the deep end during that party, Lena thrashing in the water because she couldn't swim, all those fucking assholes drunk on cheap booze, laughing as if it was the funniest thing they'd ever seen.Me diving in fully clothed to pull her out while she coughed up chlorinated water and mascara ran down her face.The look of betrayal when she realized I'd been the one to set up the "prank" in the first place, even if I'd also been the one to save her.Those were dark times. Thank fuck we'd moved past all that.Marcus continued rambling, on and on, getting more desperate. "I had to take Allison home because she

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty Two II

"Jesus, Marcus! Don't fucking give me that! What the hell are you doing?"I wanted to shake that stupid dazed look off his face. "She's fucking psychotic and you know it!" I stared at my best friend, eyes wide open. "What the fuck do you want to do? Knock her up and have a dozen other psychotic kids?"He shut his eyes tight, "I know. I don't need you to remind me. I'm losing my fucking mind, but I can't hlp it, man. She's just too... Just--please. I know you both used to be a thing, and I shouldn't have done it. But I don't want to end our frienship over this, so just--- Just tell me what you want and I'll--""That's the thing." I cut him off, my voice flat and cold. "I don't actually give a shit who you're fucking, whether it's Allison or some other girl or whoever. Doesn't have shit to do with me. You're definitely a piece of shit and a coward for sneaking around like this, but that's your problem, not mine."I shrugged. "I have Lena, and we're doing great. Better than great, actual

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty Three

Lena's POV"Do you know him personally?" Coach Ellis asked, his finger still hovering over Mr. Dawson's figure in the photograph.I stared at the image, at Mr. Dawson standing in the back row with that cold, professional expression he always wore. "Yes," I said pensively.Coach Ellis's eyebrows shot up. "That's impossible. How?""Well, I guess I never told you this, but I kind of work for their family," I said quietly. "My mother does too.""Really? For them?" Coach Ellis looked genuinely shocked, like I'd just told him I secretly worked for the CIA."Don't those people have silver spoons stuck up their... " He caught himself mid-sentence and cleared his throat awkwardly. "What do you do for them exactly?"I was still staring at the photo, my mind racing through the implications of what this could mean. "I tutor the Dawson boys,"I said, my voice distant. "Different subjects, whatever their weak spots are. I find them and help them work through it.""That's great then!" Coach Ellis's w

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty Three II

If Allison was off somewhere making her usual rounds, terrorizing freshmen in the bathroom, holding court with her remaining loyal followers, or maybe spreading lies about me to anyone who would listen, that meant Madison was somewhere else in this school, wandering around with Allison's bag.The bag that could potentially have something inside it that would expose Allison as the scheming, manipulative liar she really was.Could be evidence of how she'd forged those cheat sheets, possibly incriminating texts or photos on her phone if I could somehow access it."Oh my God, I completely forgot about that!" I threw my arms around Coach Ellis, hugging him tight not caring whether it was appropriate or not. "Thank you! Thank you so much!"He chuckled warmly and hugged me back, patting my shoulder like a father would. "You've always been like a daughter to me, Lena. The daughter I never had. The least I can do is help you fight back against this injustice."Just be careful, okay? Don't take

Chapter Two Hundred And Forty Four

LenaI tried to turn back around the corner and hide, but Allison wasn't about to let that happen."I can literally see you wearing Coach's ridiculous sunglasses!" she shouted, her voice echoing down the hallway. "What part of 'expelled effective immediately' do you not understand? Are you stupid or just deaf?"I was forced to come out of hiding, stepping into full view. My first instinct was to scream at her, to let loose all the rage and pain I felt thinking about my four wasted years, all the work I'd put in only to have it destroyed by her in a single morning. But I forced myself to stay calm. Getting into a screaming match with Allison would only make things worse.I took a breath and composed myself as best I could. "You know I didn't cheat on that test, Allison. Whatever it is you want from me, just talk to me and I'm sure we can reach some kind of—"Allison threw her head back and laughed, the sound sharp and cruel. "Oh, so now you want to be diplomatic? Huh? You stupid fuckin

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