Halftime Novels & Stories

She looked at me and smiled. "Oh hey there newbie!" His eyes shifted to me. "I'm Jason Baltimore and the host of the party. Welcome to Dalewood, where you get to meet the most amazing kind of people, starting from our squad." He said in an amused tone. This guy was surely proud of his "squad". He then lend his hand out for a handshake. "Hi, I'm Summer!" I said, lending out my hand for the handshake. "And the party is amazing! You sure do know how to make a party thriving. Thank you for the warm welcome."

This is making me so goddamn nervous. Yes, I did join a dance squad before but that was all just for fun. I never danced in front of a lot of people nor do something in front of a stage. It's too embarrassing. I looked at Neal again and he was already staring at me. He gave me two thumbs up and smiled, making me feel relaxed. My gaze went back to the screen again when it showed a song which is 'Sorry not Sorry' by Demi Lovato. I froze on the spot when she picked the 'free-form dance'. Oh...crap?

President Mies stood up and cheered loudly with the crowd. "Looks like the President is having a great time!" the commentator joked. Princess Yggdrasil jumped excitedly. Elijah clapped, proud of her team’s performance. Halftime arrived, and the stadium buzzed with excitement. Shark City FC came back stronger and more determined in the second half. Sixty-third minute—goal! Shark City equalized. The game was now on a knife’s edge. For the next twenty minutes, both teams fought relentlessly. Then, in the eighty-ninth minute—

Oh he was ready, all right, but he was going to fail in the father department if he didn’t get his mind and his eyes off Angel. “Sounds like a plan to me, sport.” He tapped the rim of Michael’s cap, praying he hadn’t just agreed to something he’d come to regret. But from the smile on Angel’s face and Michael’s “Cool!” as he bounced out, it couldn’t be that bad. He couldn’t get to the wildlife refuge quick enough. If there was one thing guaranteed to cool his libido, it was the sight of nonmermaid-like, elephantine animals. Q Harry swung his tail back and forth, lining up his troops a hundred meters offshore. The sun had crept over the horizon, beginning the countdown to sunset.

“Oops. So, why are you in the mood for? Something I can help you with?” “Nope. Not that I will ever ask for your help.” She rolled her eyes at him. “Try me.” “Just go. Seriously.” “Whatever! You are boring anyways.” He sauntered off and Aiden shook her head in disgust. Clara was staring into the gigantic swimming pool that joined the whole corners of the Smith's monstrous house. It was a large pool that could accommodate tons of people. She pulled the strain of her shoes, sat by the edge if the pool and let the coolness of the water wash up her feet.

Actually, they don't want the old people staying behind to spread bad news. Hana doesn't like going to Daisy's house to drink because she thinks she's a burden to Daisy. Therefore, Hana immediately dragged Daisy to a special bar for couples. The music was melodious and lyrical. In space, the virtual open lights increased the sadness and death. Extremely suitable for the mood of two bored women. To avoid being interrupted or disturbed when being in a drunken stupor. Hana and Daisy chose a table close to the window in the corner. Start opening the menu. Ordering some simple foods but the drinks are all strong alcohol.

It was on the railing separating the stands from the players’ area. Damien had somehow made his way down there. Security was thin at halftime—guards distracted by crowd control, stewards stretched thin after the first-half excitement. Rules were already being bent; one more wouldn’t break them, or so they told themselves. Damien leaned casually against the barrier, arms draped over the metal, but his posture screamed tension. His dark eyes found Martin’s across the divide, and the world narrowed to that single point of connection.

As they stepped outside, Damon pulled out his phone, and quickly sent a message to Jason: To: Jason Hey, need a favor. Can you cover for me in chemistry? Taking Aqua to my spot. Jason's reply came swiftly, a reassuring presence amid Damon's concern: From: Jason Sure thing, man. Is everything okay? Damon hesitated for a moment before responding, his fingers tapping out a reply filled with unspoken worry: To: Jason Yeah, just want to help Aqua out. She's having a rough time. As Damon glanced down at his phone, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips when he saw Jason's response. The simple message, accompanied by a winky face emoji, conveyed a sense of camaraderie and encouragement tha

It was dark out, I had to remind myself, and there was hardly a chance of him seeing anyone in the bleachers, even if their faces were illuminated by the field lights. I looked up at the scoreboard again, and watched the seconds flick by, agonizingly slowly. We had another minute and forty two seconds before halftime, and every second that passed was another chance for Tessa to do something to get Danny's attention. Would she scream his name? Would she stand by the locker room door at the half? My stomach was in knots just thinking about it. I'd feel awful if Barton lost simply because of Danny's actions. I was ripped from my thoughts suddenly when the timer b

We have all finished off Becca's pringles by the time the game starts. Soon enough, it is half time and there have been no fight outbreaks, no dirty moves, and the score is even. I'm impressed. "Something's up," Miles says as they all break. "What do you mean?" I ask him. "They're playing too clean. They have something planned for the second half," he mutters and I think he's talking more to himself, than me. "What do you-" "Hang on, I'll be back."