Halftime Novels & Stories

First Date *************** Narrators pov *************** He stood at the cafe door patiently waiting for her, she was already 10 minutes late. Anthony made up his mind that even if she doesn't come, he would understand. Their meeting each other had been a coincidence and whatever spark he felt they both had must have diminished for her.

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

"I'm sorry. I overstepped my boundaries. I'll go right back to the chapel now." Hailey grabbed her hand and tugged her right back, screaming at the top of her lungs, "No! I want Tammy to stay! I want Tammy to celebrate my birthday with me!" Aston held Tamara in his arms and turned to look at me. "You don't even care about Hailey as much as Tamara does, Belinda." His eyes turned red. "Since that's the case, you can forget completely about the capital injection!"

one of the trainers yells. I grab a bottle of water and down half of it. Coach Mitchel waves to someone to shut down the music so he can make his final halftime speech. “You all know what you need to do. We’re playing the Super Bowl champs and you’re playing like a championship team but each one of you can do more.”

"Thanks baby," I said and he nodded. He passed out food to the other girls and then there was tip-off. For the first quarter and a half, I just ignored everything else. This was part of my payment for agreeing to this stupidity, so I was going to win the game. And things looked pretty good for the home team. I could tell that Rachel and Beth were staring daggers at me and I liked it. About mid-way through the second quarter there was a time-out. The television stations apparently went to commercial break. Suddenly, the PA boomed out.

Amelia has been playing nice, but how long will it last. “Okay I will see you later. We really need to have a guys night out as soon as the meeting stuff is behind us. It has been way too long since we have gone to Fred’s to see who could drink more.” He laughed like I hadn’t heard him laugh in a very long time. “It’s a bet. You know I can drink you under the table. I have a crisp one hundred dollar bill that says I will beat you. Go enjoy some lunch with your woman. I’m going to work a little bit longer and head out for a late lunch with Amelia.”

He murmured "It is," I replied "Let me go check on the kids," I said to him "Stay a little while, please," he said "I will be back, let me check on Rhea and Jaden to see if they are both okay," I said to him "They should be. They are okay, " he replied as he held on to me "Just a minute," I said as I used a spell to break free from his grip "That's cheating, come back to bed," He said

Some I can see are still very much on board the others well still had reservations. “Each girl will start with a half hour slot to impress our alpha,” “Half an hour I’d have thought you would want more time, Jaden! Or can’t you keep it up for that long?” Xantiago interrupts, clapping Marius’ hand in a high five as I ignored them. “As I was saying,” Hunter continued, undisturbed. “Those who have performed well are then awarded an additional 10 minutes, leaving them to have longer with our alpha. We will give first place an hour and a half, and the runner-up will receive an hour.” Hunter clicked a few buttons and once again, a screen appeared, with each girl’s face spinning as the dial counted

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

he says with a proud beam, “he’s really good. Way better than me.” I glance back at the pitch, with the game in full swing. “If he’s as good as you say, then I hope he stays on the bench all night,” I say with a grin. Harold grins too, his smile stretching across his freckled cheeks. We watch on together as the game swings back and forth, both teams scoring and defending with fierce intensity. With only seconds left before halftime, the Ridgeclaw Raptors strike again to even the score. As the referee’s whistle blows and their players huddle in celebration, my eyes drift to Shane. Under the harsh glare of the headlights, his demeanor is one of stoic calm.