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"We go way back. I am allowed to look at someone I know." Kai was quiet for a moment. Then he said nothing else. But he did not move away either and I was very aware of exactly how much space was not between us. +++++++ The scrimmage was not supposed to get ugly. It always got ugly. Kai and Liam had history. Everyone knew it. Two years of tournament clashes and no love lost between them. Liam was a physical player. Kai was a psychological one. When those two things met on the ice the result was never clean.

"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."

What the hell? Noah arguing with Tyler and Shane because of me made me remember him apologizing to me yesterday and I started to wonder if he had actually been genuine and he really wanted to make up for helping Tyler harass me at times or if Tyler or Shane had told Candi to say this to me. There was one thing I was sure of though… I was done with people threatening me and I wasn’t going to let Tyler ruin my final year of high school so my response was, perhaps, a bit rash.

Whatever Halloran was planning, whatever his father might still attempt from the sidelines of a company he no longer controlled, Damian found he was no longer facing any of it entirely alone, and that fact alone changed the shape of every fight still ahead of him. The story became public knowledge in the way most things eventually did in Ashford's business circles, not through an official announcement but through the slow, inevitable seep of people who knew people, until by Friday it had become the kind of open secret that everyone acknowledged without anyone quite remembering how they'd first heard it. A gossip column in the city's business weekly ran three sentences about it under a headli

“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.

"And what the hell are you doing on VSU turf? Last I checked, your trashy ass belongs at RVC." No flipping way he just said that. RVC?! As in Ridgeton Valley College?! A dozen red alerts instantly fire off in my brain. RVC is VSU’s ultimate, bitterest arch-nemesis. The hatred between our two universities is flipping poison. From battling for the national championship trophy in college football every single year to going to war in hockey, baseball, and track, RVC is infamous for one thing: playing dirty. I don't even attend any of the athletic games–I'm way too busy trying to survive my double shifts and studying for that–but you’d have to be living under a rock at VSU not to hear the endless

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.”