All Chapters of Who's Laughing Now?: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After the message was sent, the group stayed silent for a full ten seconds. Then the chat exploded.[???][Wait, Megan really bet 7,500 dollars?][Where did she get that kind of money? Don't tell me she borrowed it.][Who gets the money in the end? Let's make one thing clear: no backing out once the bet's placed!]Naomi White was the first to jump in: [Meg, don't be impulsive. Everyone's just joking around. If you're short on cash, you'd better take that 7,500 dollars back.]She hadn't changed at all. Every sentence carried a hidden sting, yet she always pretended she was only looking out for me.She'd done the same thing throughout all three years of high school.She'd had someone dump my lunch in the trash, then covered her mouth and said, "Oops, I was worried you wouldn't be able to control yourself, so I was helping you lose weight."She'd thrown my school uniform into the boys' bathroom and forced me to attend class in clothes soaked with filthy water. She'd cornered me i

I went to Starlight Entertainment at 10:00 a.m.After I signed the contract, Erin handed me one of the copies. "An S-tier rookie contract. The company has only offered one of these in the past three years. Once the announcement goes live tonight at 8:00 p.m., there won't be a shortage of people trying to step on you to get ahead."I put the contract away. "Naomi included?"Erin gave a cold laugh. "Her? She went through three interviews and didn't even make it past the second round."She even pulled strings to find out if the company was deliberately targeting her. When she finds out the company signed you, she'll probably have a complete meltdown tonight."My phone buzzed just then. Naomi had sent a photo of the hotel's private dining room to the group chat. My old high school uniform hung right in the center. Beside it sat an electronic scale and two chairs pushed together.Someone had even taped a piece of paper to the backs of the chairs: [Megan's XL Seat.]The chat erupted w

The moment I pushed open the door, the laughter stopped abruptly. More than twenty pairs of eyes turned toward me.The male classmate nearest the door stared at me for a few seconds before jumping to his feet. "Hey, beautiful. Who are you looking for?"Another person quickly moved a chair aside. "Did you come to the wrong room? It's fine. Come in and hang out with us."The same people who'd been complaining about not having enough chairs were suddenly falling over themselves to make me feel welcome.Someone even cleared the seat beside Naomi. "Beautiful, sit here."I didn't move. I simply looked toward the center of the room, where two chairs had been pushed together beneath an oversized old school uniform hanging on the wall, with an electronic scale nearby.[Megan's XL Seat.]Someone followed my gaze, and his expression immediately turned awkward. "Uh... It's just a joke between old classmates. The person we're waiting for hasn't arrived yet. Don't get the wrong idea."I almo

The private room erupted."Matthew, keep your promise! If you can't lift 99 pounds, you really need to hit the gym. Who was it who said he'd end up in the orthopedic ward?"Everyone turned to Matthew. Before, they'd been cheering because they wanted to see him crushed under the weight of the 220-pound me. Now they were cheering because they were jealous that he was the one who got to hold me.Matthew had clearly noticed the difference too. He straightened his collar, a hint of smugness in his eyes. "I made a promise. Of course I'm not backing out."He had barely taken a step toward me when Sarah grabbed his arm. "No."Matthew frowned. "It's just a hug. Didn't you just say you weren't going to be jealous of her?"Sarah's face went pale. "I thought she was still 220 pounds!"The moment the words left her mouth, the entire room fell silent.I laughed. "So when I was 220 pounds, you didn't mind. But now that I'm 99 pounds, suddenly you do?"Sarah was speechless.Matthew shook off

When the recording ended, the private room fell so quiet you could hear a pin drop.Naomi stood frozen in place, her face alternating between pale and flushed. "Meg, what do you mean by recording me? Why are you trying to set me up over a few jokes between old classmates?"She was already trying to turn the blame back on me before I could say a word.Alexander frowned. "You call using someone else's pain for entertainment a joke?"Naomi's lips trembled. "Director Coleman, you've misunderstood. Megan and I have always been close. What happened back then was just us fooling around.""Close?" I picked up the old school uniform from the table. "Then put it on."Naomi froze. "What?"I held the uniform out to her. "Put it on and step onto the scale. Then stick this piece of paper on your back and let everyone take pictures of you again. If you honestly think there's nothing wrong with that, I'll admit I was just being too sensitive."Everyone turned to look at her. The classmates who