Mitch Match Novels & Stories

I haven't seen Ezra for a while now, and I couldn't even get mad at Jasper for what he did because I was too occupied with our loss. "Cheer up." Mitch pats my back as he says that. I can see how hard it is for Mitch to say that to me because he's also blaming himself for why we lost the last match. Mitch was put in as a pinch server since coach Alfred saw something about his serves and wanted to use it as a weapon, but Mitch failed a couple of times. He was depressed as soon as the competition was over. Still, seeing how painful it was for the seniors to leave without even stepping into the championships stage, he couldn't keep himself down like that. At least, that's what I thought about hi

I bet if you asked nicely he might show it to you, so you could quit worrying about it,’ I chided and heard Mitchum’s growl in response. Alpha Colin was acting as the emcee this morning and would announce matchups and declare who the winner was as they happened. I am actually glad he was because I was able to pay closer attention to each match without having to worry about analyzing it. When he announced the final matchup I watched several things play out even before the match began. Ichor teases Dara to give him a kiss for luck which she did peck at him on the cheek. So of course Mitchum gets pissed and says, “You should probably grab a straw, because you suck.” Ichor shakes his head and la

“And I can’t be distracted, believe me.” “Why would you be worried about me?” Mitch paused. “Because… because it’s going to be fucking brutal.” “Well, yeah. It’s kickboxing. I’ve seen you walk in the door after your matches, so I know you’re going to get hurt.” She tried to smile. “I’m not going to enjoy watching you get hit, but I think I’ll be able to handle it. I know what’s going to happen.” He shook his head. “No, you don’t. This is – different.” “Different how?”