All Chapters of Winning My Ex-Crush: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Fenella’s POVToday, Laird had a friendly match. Of course, I watched to support him. I brought the cheerleading pom-poms that I usually use for school pep squad practice. Although everyone was watching me, I didn't care.I was guiding the supporters to prevent them from getting tired quickly. That's indeed the pep squad's duty. Wearing a red shirt and white skirt, I cheered every time Laird's team hit the ball, even though his team still lost in the end.After the match ended, I approached him, who had finished showering. His hair was still wet, and he sat alone in the front row of the players' changing room. I sat down next to him, but we remained silent."Did you come?" he asked."Of course. Didn't you see me jumping around with these pompoms?" I lifted both the red, blue, and white pompoms that were distinctive to his team."Oh. That's nice," he replied, rubbing the pompoms briefly.We sat silently again in the quiet hallway. I didn't know what he was waiting for, and he didn't sa

Fenella’s POV"So, Fenella, what was your relationship with Laird? Were you guys dating?" The girl asked me bluntly. Without any hesitation, without any shame, she felt entitled to ask."A secret," I replied to avoid answering Amy's question."Hey, there shouldn't be any secrets between us," Amy said, backed up by the others.They then resumed polishing their nails. I followed suit, buffing my nails until they gleamed, and then they pressed me again."Just childhood friends. We were neighbors in Boston," I said softly."Cool!" they exclaimed."You still had a chance, Amy!" Sophie exclaimed excitedly."Of course. All the girls at school were after Laird, but they would lose to me. I would become the cheerleading captain and date him," Amy said confidently, flicking her hair back.There was a pang in my chest hearing that, but I didn't show it to them. I just closed my mouth and laughed silently. Ha! Let them hope for whatever they want, but Laird won't just switch his heart to Amy that

Fenella’s POVI sat leaning back on the couch while repeatedly taking deep breaths. We gathered again in the living room that night. I thought we would reflect on our mistakes, share stories about how frightening the teachers' interrogations were, and express concern about the case spreading to our parents.Turns out, not.Amy paced back and forth on the coat rack with Sophie, Meg, and Nicole. They were more focused on what they would wear to the end-of-year dance party on Saturday night than on thinking about our fate at school. Everyone seemed calm and cheerful, except for me."I've decided to wear this pink dress. What do you think? It looks more suitable for me, right?" Amy twirled her body so that the short satin skirt she was wearing would flutter in the wind."Yeah, I think it suits you. I'll stick to wearing black," Sophie said, smoothing out her tight black dress at her slender waist."Isn't that too tight? It'll be hard to dance in such a tight dress," Nicole said, waving th

Fenella’s POVEnd year of 12th grade...Graduation is one step away! I still remember vividly the end-of-year dance party during 10th grade. The pattern hadn’t changed by the end-of-year party in 11th grade either.Back then, I had deliberately gone home early with Laird. The dance party felt dull without him as my partner. Plus, Amy had insisted that I wear an ugly dress again, not wanting to be outdone by me.Even now, Amy is still chasing after Laird. She tries various methods to win his attention. Amy seems relentless in her pursuit. She began by attending all his classes, participating in the selection process for the baseball team’s assistant manager (though her lack of focus led to her rejection), and, in the most extreme case, taking over my role as the team leader for baseball games.I somewhat understood Amy’s actions. She was driven by her own ego; she doesn't even truly like him. She couldn’t accept the fact that Laird ignored her, feeling challenged instead.If I were to

Fenella’s POV"Only fools like you dare to open the curtain. Other kids are smart enough not to disturb us."I was so weak and helpless. Coupled with my body's weakness from a fever, I could only grimace. My back ached from the pressure of my backpack's contents pressed between my body and the wall."Stop it, Amy. You're hurting me." Both of my hands gripped Amy's wrists as hard as I could. I tried to release her grip on me, but Amy was stronger."Why? Do you feel like you can't be hurt when you've already hurt me? Do I not know you're a two-faced traitor? You act like you support me, but you always undermine me in front of Laird."Amy hissed right next to my face. I could even feel her breath in my ears, and I shivered because of it."I despise losers like you. I hate traitors like you. You make me sick!"Amy pushed me again until I staggered back to the wall. My breath felt heavy, and my ears were ringing after hearing Amy's threats. I tried to stand as straight as possible, even th