Halftime Novels & Stories

Because he was finding me before the defense finished adjusting, before the coverage rotated into position, in the specific window that only existed if you were reading the same thing at the same moment from different angles of the field. At halftime it was twenty one to seven and Coach Dara looked like a man trying very hard not to show how emotional he was about a halftime score in October. I drank water on the sideline bench and retaped my right hand and did not think about the parking lot question. I thought about it the whole time. --- 'JAXON' Third quarter, eleven minutes in. I saw it happen.

Unknown time until everything changes. The countdown has begun.

Part of me wanted to ignore her, but another part wanted to respond. Movement caught my eye. Michael was walking toward us, however his face was flushed and angry. Sara immediately ran to him. "You were amazing! That goal was so cool!" But Michael didn’t smile or acknowledge her. His eyes were locked on me. I frowned and lowered my phone. "Is the game over already?" "It's halftime," Michael said flatly. "Not that you'd know. You're not even paying attention." "What? Of course I am. I just saw your touchdown-"

Coach stalked the sideline like a storm cloud. “Two minutes, boys!” he bellowed. “You give up one more big play before half and you’ll be running gassers in dress shoes before Homecoming!” A couple of guys groaned weakly. I sucked air and grabbed a squirt bottle, watching the clock bleed down. 1:45. 1:12. 0:39. Finally, mercifully, the whistle blew to end the half. The buzzer blared. The band launched into some victory-sounding nonsense Clearwater did not deserve.

I muttered. But she wasn’t wrong. The two of them together were… well, infuriating. Smooth passes, sharp moves, the crowd hanging on every second. And of course, every time Ryder pushed his hair back or Liam adjusted his grip, half the bleachers screamed like they’d just been proposed to. By the time the whistle blew for halftime, I was already exhausted and I hadn’t even moved. The players jogged to the side, sweat dripping, and Mila nudged me with her elbow.

"I think you'll be happy. It might take time until you realize it, and you might doubt yourself at first, but you'll be happy. Just remember that it takes time." "And if he ever hurts you, I'll rain hell down on him," Scott added. I laughed. "Thanks, mum." I turned to him with a smile. "And thank you, Scott." Although their words didn't make me feel better, they did give me something to think about when the chapel doors opened to reveal an impeccably decorated church hall packed with people I barely recognized. The soothing classical music that once played stopped, and all heads turned our way as the opening to the bridal chorus started to play.

I bet he wasn't giving her a kiss on the cheek or forehead. "Double gin and tonic," I commissioned from the bar. And then as I turned my head the lights were flash-ing again on his slot machine; the sirens were so fucking loud. Sebastian ran over to me and screamed in my ear, "I won again! Shit you're right, slot machines are fun!" There he went again, with the kiss on the forehead! I felt like putting a sign on it in lipstick. Do not kiss here again!

Hannah said dramatically, breaking the sweet moment and going to the cash to take the first orders. The day went by quickly and Hannah headed out an hour early to meet up with some of her friends. Alys didn’t mind closing up by herself, with only an hour left before closing it was usually pretty slow, so she used the time to get some of the closing jobs done early then she could lock up sooner. She was wiping down the tables and putting away books that people left out when she heard the bell ring again, looking at her watch she saw there was only 5 minutes until she closed.

Group hug it is. Finally !

For the fifteen minutes for the half time first middle school team had already score twenty seven marks while their opponent only score twelve points . For the second half time , their opponent tries hard to block Hu Ling and Tang Li but to their avail the two seems so agile that no one can block them especially Hu Ling. She's always able to shot from three pointer stands and the ball always enters the ring except few times when their opponents push or fouls her so she can't shot the three points marks . As the judge blows the whistle they won the game with sixty two points and third opponents only get forty three points. " Rest now . You will have the second game after three games . "