A Mixup At The Pool Table Novels & Stories

"I'm sure the rumors are flying thick and fast. Spill it, Beth. What are they saying?" "Only that you were roaring drunk, transformed into some kind of hot, sexy pool shark, and cleaned house by beating the best players in Stump River. Talk about a windfall!" I straightened in my seat, abandoning the plant. "Hold on a second. Roaring drunk? No way. Maybe a little tipsy, but I was perfectly in control. And pool shark? It was pure luck! And the 'windfall' was just a handful of loose change, for crying out loud!"

It was too close to our rival’s stadium, the Daciana Devils. I grabbed the keys to Evyn’s truck from the dashboard and stuffed them in my pocket. I marched into the restaurant expecting to find at least a dozen people inside instead it was practically empty. The tables had been pushed aside, and a huge pool table had been pulled into the centre. My jaw clenched when I settled on the four people playing pool. Evyn flipped her hair as she spoke to a random guy I’d never seen before, nor would I remember later. Odessa laughed from the other side of the table.

I surface shaking the water off my hair, and grab the ball. "Alright, I'm ready to show you all my incredible ball skills!" They all share a playful glance, ready for more amusement. I toss the ball to Mia, who effortlessly catches it with a grin. Madelaine splashes around, eagerly waiting for her turn. "Watch out, Ben! Mia might just beat you at your own game!" Made pipes in with pure laughter. "No chance, Madre! I've been practicing my moves!" As the game progresses, the pool becomes a hub of delight and friendly competition. I flawlessly catches passes, showing off my skills, while Mia playfully tries to outmaneuver me.

“Hurry up and open it! Stop trying to be dramatic. There’s no way it’s another six!” I lifted the final die, and there it was—a six. I won. Taylor stared at the six perfect sixes lying on the table like she could burn holes through the wood. The smug smile she’d been wearing all night vanished completely. “Whatever. It was a total fluke! You just got lucky this time!” I smiled lightly. “I usually do have decent luck.” “You won! Transfer the money! Quickly!” Mom’s mood flipped instantly. She pushed forward, yelling at my aunt and Taylor.

9 I tried to smile when Harry came closer to us to get a drink. I felt like he would notice something, but my lips parted when I saw that he just looked at us innocently and managed to invite Maddix to go to the pool. "Later," Maddix said curtly. They are all in the pool. While I was still feeling the maddix's hand, He even teased me when he accidentally held the hem of my underwear. What the hell? "Stop it, Maddix!" I scolded him, but when I looked at him, his eyes were sleepy. When he noticed my gaze, he glanced at me.

"I don't understand. How so?" I asked, bewildered. As slight as it sounded, it seemed like the matter was much more serious than I would have loved to think. "The junior mixer had made a mistake," my head mixer trembled. "What! He served the wrong drink? What mistake?" I asked, getting impatient. "He used the wrong mix quantities, and ended up with something that might seem---something that might seem---," he stuttered, making my impatience worse and causing my blood to boil. "Would someone say something?"

he says, pushing past me. We all end up at the pool tables in the back. Adam insist on being my partner in the game, and we both know it's because he sucks, and thinks that I can save him. My fingers twitch as Jaden finds a bar stool and sits in the corner with a beer that she hasn't touched. I can't help my gaze trailing the length of her legs and her noticing it with a smile. Mid-game a group of guys take up the pool table next to us. I sense the one guy with a backward LSU hat staring at Jade and my body tenses.

The bikers see their leader in distress and run to his rescue, but so do the men at the pool table, who run towards the bikers right into the altercation about to commence. "Oh shit!" Ada screams, before the chaos begins. **

“Mac! King! C’mere, y’all!” “What?” another man called back. Through the crowd, Jo saw that he was standing at a pool table and seemed to be attempting a shot. “We’re fucking busy, Carter, and actually why aren’t you busy? I thought I paid you to work here.” “Not nearly enough!” Aidan said merrily. “Now stop arguing with me and get over here!”

The laughter erupted around me like a wave, a magnificent symphony that made his mishap the highlight of the day. "Did you see that?" someone called out, clutching their sides as they pointed. I could hardly contain my shock. Was this some bizarre magic? A witch-like power I didn't know I had. My cheeks flushed with a mix of shock and amusement as I joined in the laughter, grinning at Paul, who, despite his clumsy entry into the pool, turned it into a joke of starfish gymnastics, arms and legs akimbo.