Concordia Captain Novels & Stories

As if summoned by the thought, Luca’s own phone buzzed in his pocket a call this time, not a text, the screen lighting up with a name that made his stomach drop straight to the floor. Coach Harrelson. He answered immediately. “Coach, what’s” “De Santis.” Harrelson’s voice was tight, urgent, none of the earlier gentleness from the boathouse anywhere in it now. “You need to get to the athletic complex. Now. Suarez just got called into an emergency board meeting, and I think they’re about to try to strip your captaincy.”

Their friendship had fallen apart after the scandal, but we all knew they needed each other if they were ever going to face the coach and the ugly truth together. I watched Fallon pace by the elevator, phone pressed to her ear. She turned to me, nodding. “She’s on her way. The captain said she’ll meet us at the coffee shop by the stadium.” I grabbed my notes and followed Fallon out, heart beating a little faster than usual. We found the current captain sitting alone at a table, fidgeting with the strap of her bag. She stood as soon as she saw us, eyes darting nervously. “She’s coming, right?” she asked.

“Means I’m taking the captain spot.” Several people started talking at once. “The position isn’t open.” “We have championships next week.” “Coach would never—” Daniel cut them off easily. “Coach knows exactly what I can do.” Then his eyes flicked toward Ryan again. “And I know the current captain’s a fucking loser.” The room went dead silent. I looked toward Ryan instantly expecting anger. Instead? He looked bored. Which somehow made Daniel seem even more irritated. “You done?” Ryan asked calmly. Daniel laughed shortly. “Scared?”

The tension between them was electric. Coach Harlan was grinning ear to ear on the sidelines, nodding furiously. After twenty intense minutes, he blew the whistle and waved Kavrian over. The entire stadium held its breath. “Hawk,” Coach boomed. “You just proved everything to me and showed more. Effective immediately, Kavrian Hawk is your new Captain. He’ll lead the team against Blueville next week!” The crowd roared. Teammates slapped Kavrian’s back and helmet. Girls in the stands were jumping and screaming his name like he was a rock star. Some even started chanting “King Kavrian!”

The girls cheered behind me, reigning praises like he was some king. Their coach walked over to the golden goose and held his hand in the air. “Seth Astor, you're the new team captain.” He turned to Conrad with a disappointed look. “Nice defense.” Conrad threw his helmet off in annoyance. “Whatever.” he grumbled before walking away. Seth took off his helmet with a loud grin, exposing his wavy curls and charming smile. The girls squeaked behind me but my stomach twisted in disgust. He made Conrad lose. Our eyes crossed paths for a moment.

Yet, why the hell was my pulse hammering in my throat as I searched the ice for him. I didn't want to think of the answer. Then I saw him. Number 22. Captain’s "C" stitched proudly on his chest. Ryans Maddox. He skated with that same commanding grace he always had, cutting through defenders like the ice parted for him. Focused. Deadly. Magnetic. He was everything and more on the arena. My stomach did this annoying flip as he checked a Strikers player into the boards with enough force to shake the plexiglass. The crowd exploded and even I jumped a little.

Phet looked at Oak, at the mention of soccer. " Yeah..he is the current Soccer captain.", one of the professors pointed at Oak. "But it's temporary. Aroon from our department itself is the Football captain of C.U." " Oh..that's nice.", Phet said. "I was not in any sport teams during my high school. But I just unofficially joined the badminton here." " Oh..that's good.", the professor smiled and again ticked on something on his sheet.

But he looked so incredibly healthy, his cheeks flushed and his eyes bright, talking about computer science programs at Ivy League schools instead of talking about hospital bills and oxygen levels. Everything had just fallen into place in this messy, beautiful way that I never could have predicted. Denver had completely crushed it as the star Captain of the Crawford Elite soccer team, holding up the regional championship trophy last month with Mia cheering so loudly from the stands that she lost her voice for two days. Sarah was now the general manager of the matrix. Kolt decided she was ruthless enough to manage the place during his business trips. Even Kade had called us last week from Lon

“I am not apologizing for that,“ I say before he opens his mouth. “Connor had it coming,“ he says, and sits down. “That is not why you are here.“ I wait. He leans back in his chair and looks at me with the expression he uses when he is about to say something he has been thinking about for a while. “You are graduating at the end of this semester,“ he says. “Which means before you go, we need to talk about the captaincy.“ “I know.“ “Traditionally, you hand over the reins to whoever you think is ready,“ he says. “I want to know if you have given it thought. Whether you are considering Damian.“ I am quiet for a moment. The honest answer is that I don’t know. Damian is talented, genuinely talente

I hiss. Taelin is laughing at us. Jordan is the captain and starting quarterback of the football team. We all walk out when someone yells about celebrating at T & A. Oh here, we go. Tessa isn’t going to be thrilled to be invaded by all us jocks at once. There is no stopping the group and as the bar comes into view, I know it's going to be a crazy few hours.