Iu Rivals Forum Novels & Stories

Adam can say his highschool life is a mess; bad grades and bullying others, because he’s friends with Ricky who had his parents become one of the sponsors of the high school they’re in, they live a life like royalties, untouched by even the teachers. But now they enrolled in Saint Iriha University—That’s known for it’s solidarity and financial strength solely by the chairman or the school, Richard Fervor—all the students are given same treatment and equality in every aspect. Though, Adam still think of the Chairman as someone strange for establishing an association system dividing the students into three classes; the Jock, the Nerd, and the Normies.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

"Maybe you just haven't given me much to laugh about." "Fair point." We kept talking about nothing important from books to movies to even high school experiences. That one time in high school when I broke my arm falling off a roof trying to get a frisbee. The time he got food poisoning before a championship game and played anyway. Forty-five minutes passed before I even noticed and when I looked at the clock it was hard to believe we were rivals who hated each other's guts with the way we were talking like friends who actually liked each other.

It has been one day after the shift in leaderboards positions. On the official forums of the Dominion Riot Center, today there was much more online activity than usual. The forum was bustling into several online discussions and debates over the sudden shift in the positions. Another huge reason for this community traffic was a 5-minute video-clip that was uploaded anonymously one day after the shift. Although the forum was filled with tons of similar videos, this one caught more attention than others.

He looked back at me, and for a moment neither of us spoke. Then he sighed. Last season, someone tried to destroy me. I waited. They spread rumors that I was using drugs. They sent fake pictures to people. They told Coach I was partying instead of training. My eyebrows pulled together. And you never found out who? No. His voice was quieter now. Then why are you still so calm? I asked. He gave me a tired smile. I’m not calm. That answer surprised me. I had always thought Jace was fearless. On the court, he never looked nervous. Even when the game was close, he remained confident. But sitting across from me now, he looked different. Human. Tired. Scared. You’re afraid, I whispered. His eyes me

Whispers spread across the hall, some marveling at his brilliance, others speculating about his unmatched streak. "That's Adam Kavanaugh for you," someone murmured from one of the tables. "It’s no surprise," another replied. "He's dominated the field for years. Three consecutive awards,he's practically unstoppable." The comparisons began almost immediately. The ongoing rivalry between Adam and Mateo Montero wasn’t new. For years, the two had clashed on the business front, their companies vying for the same deals and recognition. While Mateo was respected for his resilience and innovation, Adam always managed to outmaneuver him. Whether it was his sharp instincts, impeccable strategy, or shee

The area around the board where the ranks were posted was immediately filled with voices and sounds of discussion from the students. "What the hell? Is it really possible?!" "Anita Rivers? Connor Thompson? Who are they? I've never heard of them!" "Weren't Owen and Tessa always first and second? Where are they?" "Look lower! My God, Owen is third and Tessa is fourth!" The classmates who had just been praising the Genius Gemini fell silent. They looked from the ranking board to Owen and Tessa's pale faces. Both looked as if they wanted to speak but could not.

“Does he own this place? I have every right to be here.” Alaric raised an eyebrow. “No need for the attitude. I was just concerned about you, you know. We’ve known each other long enough.” They’d known each other a long time, yes, but they’d never been friends. From grade school through high school and even into the business world, they were often compared. Their families worked in similar industries, and they were close in age. Their rivalry started when they first met at six years old, in one summer incident where Lena accidentally hit Alaric with a ball. He thought she was rude; she thought he was soft. They’d been at odds ever since.

Thank you! After seeing the message, Ivy sent a message to the forum as well. [If it's not you, I will reach out to the admin of the forum and find out who did it. I'm going to find out who is behind those nasty comments as well. The admin has access to each and every account, so even if I can't get your student identification number, I can find your phone number.] Phone numbers were required to register an account in order to gain access to the forum, and the phone numbers were tied to the user's name. This meant that Ivy would be able to find the identities of the people who had spread rumors on the forum.

His face was all emotionless as he stared at me with nothing but disgusting, loathing, and hatred. My heart squeezed. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something, anything, but before I could, the voice of the MC boomed through the hall. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the special event that will shake the whole city of manchester…” The crowd erupted in mad cheers, while others murmured in confusion. “I guess it's time for the proposed competition, see you there, My Rival” Andrian said before going away with the woman beside him. Her distant laughter rang like the horn of hell to my ears.