Bleachers 소설 & 이야기

I take my time, carrying the bag I’m filled with snacks, water, an extra pair of cleats, towels, emergency band aids, and whatever lucky stuff animal Debbie deemed necessary for today’s event. Despite the cold weather, by the time I reach the bleachers sweat is rolling down my back. There’s no place to sit on the bleachers, like the parking lot, it’s full. Every seat is taken. I consider standing my punishment. The game has just started. From what I hear the opposing team is the best in the district, they even have a first grader on the team according to Debbie. I look at the group of kindergarteners and we don’t look that threa

Today is the day when Mia and Blaze are going on vacation to Italia, they've prepared their stuff and everything, Blaze just did the last check-up for his pack. "Yes Mrs Blakley, we will arrange your problem since I won't be here for two weeks, contact my beta who will help you." Blaze said through his phone as Klay and Zach are playing together at rock, paper and scissors. "Rock, paper, scissors!" They yelled together loudly and Blaze cringed. "Fuck..." He muttered and glared at them but they didn't notice him glaring at them.

UNDER THE BLEACHERS The heavy grunts of the footballers practicing echoed across the field as Ethan dropped down on the grass beneath the bleachers. He spread his notebook across his laps, flipping through the pages as he sipped his soda. The metal beams above him rattled occasionally whenever someone climbed the steps, but he barely noticed it anymore. He kept his eyes fixed on the pages before him, reading the title ‘Biology’ for the tenth time. He scanned the paragraph after but couldn't grasp a single word.

Jessa The gym feels louder from the bleachers. It always does. Down on the floor, everything looks organized—football players lined up, cheerleaders in formation, the band ready to explode into noise. Up here, it’s chaos. Knees pressed into backs, people yelling over each other, phones already out because apparently nothing counts unless it’s documented. Mariah and I squeeze into a space halfway up the stands, knees angled sideways so we don’t knock the people in front of us unconscious.

He quickly states before walking off. "Okay." I whisper more to myself. What was that? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I hate these things." Kyla mumbles beside me. We all stand on the bleachers in the big main gym. Everyone talking or sitting and watching the cheerleaders warm up. "I love pep rally's!" Blair comments from my other side. Complete opposites.

With a long thinking, the two of them finally decided to climb the rubble. Upon climbing, Byul took the opportunity to use his skill and moved a few zombies to lure the chasers away. Seeing that a commotion started in the distance, Byul and Stanley immediately climb up and ran into the other side of the debris. Few zombies detected their movement and immediately followed after them, hungrily crawling all over the rocks as they tried to grab onto their feet.

'' I don't want to anger him more, so I obediently turn around and enter the bathroom. The bathroom is nice, with a big bath near the window, allowing me to see the starry night outside, two sinks and the shower stall, everything's white marble, only black towels and golden faucets give some color. I want to lock the door, but how nice, there is no lock.

Kehlani This time, I was seated close to the window. My arms are crossed so tight I could feel my pulse in my elbow. Why was Trevor suddenly angry? I don't get it. Maybe I was at fault, I don't know. And boy, why did I even say something like that. The sex part, jeez. The bus hit a porthole and I gasped. The ride was quick. Slowing down to park in as we approached the gate. Bakersfield High school. The bus stopped in the beautiful lining of the walkway. The inside was pretty. Really attractive. There's a big electronic Marquee my the curb: WELCOME, BAKERSFIELD HOME BEARS VS BROOKLYN VORTEX VIPERS. HOCKEY SHOWCASE TONIGHT.

The BCE Stadium is a roaring coliseum of noise and light. It's not just an arena. This is a full-sized American football stadium—converted for the night into a battleground of hardwood and pride. Giant screens loom above the end zones, flashing player stats and roaring flame graphics. Floodlights bathe the court in white heat. The air hums with anticipation, music blasting through speakers the size of cars. Every seat is taken. The stands stretch high into the night sky, packed with thousands of students, alumni, fans—each one screaming for blood.

Kate smiled and said, "Because you turn ten years old tonight, it'll be your first shift and the falls are safer to be rather than the hollow." "Does it hurt?" Oli asked and Kate sighed, "Unfortunately yes, but you'll adjust." "I don't like the falls they're too loud. They drown out everything." Oli said and Kate gave a slight smile, "We'll be behind the falls where it won't be as loud hopefully." she said and the two made their way to the falls. . . .