Homecoming Novels & Stories

"Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine." He lift his head to looked at me. "That's nice of your mom, say my thanks to her." "Will do. So are you excited for the homecoming?" "Me? Excited? That's never gonna happen." "Why?" "Because it's no fun. Dancing, announcing the homecoming queen and king, students spiked the drink. There's nothing to be excited about." "So you're not going to come?" I raised my eyebrow. "No, I still come. The boys told me it's a part of the celebration of our winning. So I heard you and Liam are in good terms?" I nodded my head. "That was fast."

Although I hated to admit I was getting a little too attached to him. Luckily for my car, I got to school safely with some time to spare. I quickly parked my car smoothly into a parking lot. The school was decorated with gold and white streamers on the roof of the school. Above the word ''Hollandville" there was a huge banner stating "Homecoming" in red. It was not too terrible as I had expected and seemed to be better than the one last year in which I heard they hanged plastic masks all around the school. Creepy, I know.

"You said you're moving right, that's not a problem. Ah-ah, let me finish what I'm saying. I know that right now, you're indefinitely upset and angry and you feel like they're making a huge mistake taking us away from each other but it might not be so. I know I know I'm going to miss you a whole lot but it's a good thing. See, you'll make new friends when you go to your new school and everyone is going to love you because you are tea. You're a very amazing girl and everyone is going to love you, everyone is going to want to be your friend but we will still be bestest friends. You're going to have your parents with you and I know you hate them right now but you'll find yourself loving them al

Even as I reached home and walked up to the front door, however, I still had not figured out what I was going to do. Maybe a talk with Hiro-san could help? “I’m home.” I announced on entering the house. Just as I was removing my shoes, footsteps approached and Hikaru-nii appeared in the entryway. It had been a really long time since he had come out to greet me. Therefore, this surprised me and warmed my heart at the same time. I had missed Hikaru-nii’s ‘welcome home’. “Kakeru, I’m going out. Don’t make dinner for me. I’m not coming back either. I’m staying at a friend’s.” He wore his shoes.

She turned to look at him, her eyes questioning. "Homecoming is in two weekends. I know it might be canceled, because of the attack, but if it's not, would you go with me?" He looked uncertain but he caught her eye as he asked. "There's a game then a dance, my school plays your school and everyone joins together for the dance after It's a tradition. I'd really like it if you went with me. If you're free, that is," He rambled as he asked her. Ellie looked up and smiled at him, "I'd love to go with you."

The place was quiet, except for the early birds here and there. I pushed the entrance doors to the hall I used to dance in, making a smile break on my face as all the memories I'd made in there sprang to mind. The inside of it looked the same too, just like the rest of the campus did. Closing the doors behind me, I returned to the hallway, reading one poster on the wall to the next. As per usual school tradition, there'd be a 'welcome back' dance that coming Friday evening. Where everyone would actually play dress up and let their hair down for the night, before the hard work for the rest of the semester actually began. I looked forward to this. There were countless other ones; some announci

Alexis The much-anticipated homecoming week fell upon us and after a long week of series of events, the homecoming dance was taking place tonight. The school was packed with past students who were eager to come back to their alma mater. My dorm was rowdy with girls getting ready and pumped up about the homecoming dance. Katana had sent me an expensive striped jumpsuit, knowing that I hated wearing dresses. It was breathtakingly beautiful, with intricate shimmery threads and sequins running down the sides.

Julia The traffic picks up as we get further downtown, but it's still not long before Riley announces that we are home. Home, not his home, just home, and I am not sure what to make of it. This is his home, not ours... wait, this is the Royal Towers Hotel. It's one of the biggest buildings downtown and one of the most expensive. Only the richest of the rich stay here because of the stinkingly high price tag. What are we doing here? This can't be where he lives, surely.

**Homecoming** The familiar scent of home—the faint aroma of Claire’s lavender candles, the comforting smell of old wood, and the lingering hint of last night’s rain—filled the air as the Hayes family finally stepped through their front door. Despite the exhaustion from the relentless chase and the constant threat looming over them, the warmth of their home brought a fleeting sense of safety. For the first time in what felt like ages, they were back where they belonged. But the sanctuary of their home was tempered by the reality of the battles still ahead.

The most anticipated would be the homecoming game on Friday evening, followed by a raving house party of course and finally the homecoming dance on Saturday. As Bella and I started towards the entrance I realized that I was right about something. There was a lot of Jaw dropping because of Isabella’s stunning appearance.