Novel & Cerita Iu Rivals Forum

"I recognize your victory today, I recognize that I've terribly underestimated you, but write this somewhere: I'm going to surpass you. From now on, you are my rival, so watch your back!" "You? My rival? Do I look like a babysitter?" "Don't say that, Cid, that's actually pretty interesting." We turned towards the arena, where the voice came from. Iris stood there, smiling as usual. She was accompanied by Thomas and a girl with pink hair. "Having a rival is actually a very good way of becoming stronger, This is not only a challenge for you but also for us, as mentors, isn't it, Thomas? Let's see who's the best."

Candi stated with repulse adjusting herself on Tyler’s laps. “Ty already got some with the tomboy, trouble in paradise already?” Shane said wiggling his eyebrow “i bet she couldn't get enough and she just have to crawl begging back,” one of the boys commented, the whole table erupted into laughter and what was left of the courage I built up shattered immediately. Clover, one of the players-who is also a jerk-sitting at the edge of the table, then stretched his legs forward when a boy was passing with his lunch tray and the content landed on my body as the boy tripped.

"Buy yourself a new dress and look pretty. Just do this for me or I'll be in jail, and you'd be on the streets. It's your choice." I turned around and walked out of his study. I walked through the hallway of the penthouse that we were about to lose. I went into my room and locked the door. I sat on the edge of my bed. My hands were shaking now. Silas Thorne. The rival. The man who hated the Vane family almost as much as he hated to lose. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a trophy. He wanted to humiliate my father by owning his daughter.

“I thought you’d forgotten about your one true love. I almost joined a dating app.” I snorted. “Yeah, right. What app would even survive your pickiness?” “I’d make my own. Brandonr. No vowels. Only soft boy jocks and people who understand the correct order to watch Marvel movies.” I laughed so loud one of the interns turned to stare. I gave them a thumbs-up. “You’re ridiculous.” “Uh-huh. And yet, you miss me.” “Obviously.” I leaned my head back. “I feel like I haven’t seen your face in a hundred years.”

he replied smoothly. “I characterized it as irregular,” I corrected. The moderator lifted a hand slightly. “Please allow each speaker to finish.” Halvorsen continued. “Their actions incited speculation and unrest among the student body, resulting in reputational harm.” Brandon leaned forward slightly. “Speculation began with falsified forum posts traced to an administrative subnet.” Silence. One board member looked down at her notes. “That claim is under review,” Halvorsen said carefully. “Yes,” Brandon replied calmly. “Under external review.”

"Why would you join me in my fun? Go and find yourself your own plaything. I don't like to share." "How cheap," I replied with a roll of my eyes. "Are you just realizing this?" he retorted. "Anyway, have fun but not too much fun. You don't want to send the wrong impression to people. The school blog is already under fire because of this rumor," I said. "Why do you still follow that blog? Rumors have been a part of our lives. It's nothing new and I don't care as long as no one crosses me," he responded. The bell suddenly rang.

The robot bleeds, huh? I've gotten back to the field, the two team were scattered around the field. Our coach stood in the middle, clapping to get attention. “Alright, listen up! You’ve all been told, we’re merging with the Falcon Riders starting today. The sponsor bought our club, and since they’ve already built new quarters, everyone moves today.”