Concordia Captain Novels & Stories

Chase was the captain of the motor racing, Connor of the basketball team, Jason of the swim team, Diego was football, Noel was lacrosse and Josiah the only black in the group was baseball. Diego was dating Brittany the captain of the cheerleaders and as I liked to call her nasty slut and gosh they made a sexy couple if only their attitude wasn't real shit. Whitney was the captain of the school's acapella group known as Melody and they had a boy rival group called 'The Rhythm' but their captain was a loner like me who didn't like attention unless Whitney begged him to come since their dating. Gabrielle played tennis, though she wasn't a captain she was popular and was Whitney's bestie.

"I'm the captain. We have the Frostfang rematch in two weeks." "Then you should have thought about that before." Coach Reed turns to me. "Penelope will be acting overall captain of both the men and female team until further notice." My heart stops, then starts again too fast. "What?" I stare at Coach. "I'm not" "You're our best player right now." Coach Reed's voice is firm. "And you've shown more leadership in the past week than Liam has in months. The decision is made." He walks out of the locker room as the door slams behind him.

“You found a celebrity.” “Nat—” “That is Cole Ashford.” She pointed at the screen as though I needed the direction. “He is—that man is fine—and you just—” “He’s the new captain,” I said quietly, reading the banner again. The dread that had started as a flicker was now something much more settled and specific. “Of the Chicago Vortex.” The room went still. We turned to look at each other at the exact same moment. “Nat.” My voice came out very flat. “What team did you say you submitted my application to?”

With the last bit of strength left in me, I replied. “Ella. I'm… Ella.” He smiled even harder, like he'd realised something. “Yeah. I remember you. The brunette from the St. Anthony game” he straightened, slipping his hands into the pockets of his pants. “I'm Jordan, Captain of the Volleyball Team. What do you say we meet up some time… Ella?”

Coach Williams is quiet for a long moment, then he nods slowly. "You're right. You're absolutely right.” He agrees. “But Orion, you have to understand. I'm getting pressure from every direction here. From the management to sponsors and even some of the guys on the team who think this drama is a distraction." He informs me. While I understand his struggles, he has to understand mine too. "What do you think about the whole thing?” I ask. "I think you're the best captain this team has ever had," he says firmly. "I think you've earned the right to live your life however you want. And I think anyone who has a problem with that can take it up with me."

A look of distaste drawn across her face. "Kourt, come on. You're wasting your time," she said irritatedly, rolling her eyes. Yes, she was probably wasting her time. She ignored her remark and scrutinized me instead as if I was a test she needed to solve. "It might seem sudden but hey," she smiled, extending her hand for a handshake. The students began to babble louder and some were even enthusiastic to see my reaction, "Kourtney Devaraux, captain of the cheerleading team."

Alex’s POV The coach’s office smelled like old coffee and leather. I sat across from him, legs stretched out, trying to look like I was paying attention. “Alex, you have to decide,” Coach said, leaning forward with his hands clasped on the desk. “You’re the captain now, not Julian. The sponsors want you. The documentary team wants you. We can’t keep stalling.” I rubbed the back of my neck, forcing my voice to stay steady. “I’m just filling in for him temporarily. That was always the plan. I still see him as the real captain.”

It felt like a weight had been lifted from my chest. "They’re holding," Coach said. "The final decision will be made after graduation, once the press cycle finds a new bone to chew on. Don't give them a reason to flinch, Declan. Keep your head down and your heart exactly where it is." "I won't. Thank you, Coach." "Bring her to the ceremony," he said, standing up and offering his hand. "I want to meet the girl who turned my captain into a human being." "She’s graduating too, Coach. First year law. She’s got her own ceremony."

“I’m sorry, Kaida, but you will have to go home alone. I have to talk to Maverick.” “Em…..” Before I could stop her from doing something she’d regret, she was already gone. Running out of the college premises with the speed of lightning, her hair flowing in the air. “This is so messy.” I rammed my fingers deep into my hair in frustration………………… As I grabbed a cab to our apartment, my phone rang and upon checking the incoming message, it turned out to be from Connor, Captain of the Devils. ‘Hi, Kaida. Are you busy tomorrow? If you’re not, I would love to hang out with you before we return back to New York.’

"Nothing wrong with love. Fuck what anyone else thinks." Once the noise died down, Coach’s voice boomed across the lockers. “Now… as for your captain.” Silence. Actual silence. Coach stepped forward. His voice was rough around the edges as he said. “This player was brought in from another school’s team. I watched him come in with a chip on his shoulder and fire in his chest. He’s the best winger I’ve trained in a long damn time. Last season—” His jaw clenched. “He took some hard hits, but he showed up. He kept skating. And I couldn’t be more proud to say—your new captain is Dorian Hayes.”