Novel & Cerita Pucking Around With The Captain

Determined to assert his authority and make his mark. "But you're weak!" countered Alexander, meeting Derrick head-on with both fists raised. In a blur of motion, he shattered the captain’s Lord of War Domain with his first punch and sent the captain reeling with the second. Before anyone could fully comprehend what happened, the captain found himself plunged into the river, accidentally gulping down murky water in the process.

The Captain finally push back, but before I can breathe properly, he swings his fist and punches Anton across the face so hard, he reels from it. Collective gasps echoes as blood drips from his nose onto the ground. The Captain lowers his hand letting it fall nonchalantly at his side. “Then let's say I'm joking with you.” Then he turns around and leaves with long, even strides that steals my attention. I need him to teach me. So I followed suit.

The kind of good-looking that didn’t try—didn’t need to. Mara whispered beside me. “Oh my…” she muttered. “Okay… that is one seriously attractive guy.” He walked straight to the bench. His gaze locked on the quarterback, steady and cold. “Get down,” he said quietly. “And follow me.” The quarterback laughed, hopping off the bench. “Relax, Captain. We’re just celebrating. You should try it sometime.” He clapped him on the shoulder like they were equals. “The crowd loves me, yeah?” The captain’s expression didn’t change.

I wanted to make a salute, but apparently, the chair didn't allow me to. "This is detention, Meow," said the captain. "And that chair there is your throne." "You're not going to drill my brains out, are you?" I asked and realized I had forgotten to address him. "Sir." "Just a little something to make you behave," the captain said and nodded at the guy beside me. I watched him grab a remote and press buttons. Then, I heard myself scream. --- Shut your mouth, dumbass! Shut it! Shut it! Shut it!

His cloak fell back into place and Shaun barely saw the captain's emblem on his chest. "I am Captain Aaron, how dare you grab me?" He pulled his hand back and swung his arm back to backhand Shaun. His hand only hit the air as Shaun leaned back, avoiding it. Immediately, the sound of chairs and tables being moved was heard as people cleared space around them. Shaun and the captain started to circle each other; the captain was clearly enraged, but Shaun remained calm. When the door was behind him, Shaun stopped circling wanting to drag this encounter outside to avoid damaging the tavern property.

I felt sorry for him, being a captain of a great football team entails a lot of responsibilities, commitment and expectations from what I've seen. "I really admire your strength and like you said 'you won't trade it for anything' So just keep doing your thing and enjoying it, cause there comes a time when you can't do it anymore, and I'm sure you won't regret it, okay?" I tried to be comforting and encouraging which I'm not good at. Ugh. I hope I made sense though. "Yea. Listening to you speak is a good feeling too" he said which made me smile and I felt a little hopeful

“Means I’m taking the captain spot.” Several people started talking at once. “The position isn’t open.” “We have championships next week.” “Coach would never—” Daniel cut them off easily. “Coach knows exactly what I can do.” Then his eyes flicked toward Ryan again. “And I know the current captain’s a fucking loser.” The room went dead silent. I looked toward Ryan instantly expecting anger. Instead? He looked bored. Which somehow made Daniel seem even more irritated. “You done?” Ryan asked calmly. Daniel laughed shortly. “Scared?”

The video zoomed in close right as Brayden leaned down and pressed that slow, deliberate kiss against my flushed cheek. The caption across the bottom of the screen read: Star hockey captain drops the gloves on his own identical twin brother over a freshman. The drama is drama-ing at Berkeley. "The comments are absolutely brutal, by the way," the pink-haired girl whispered, her voice dripping with a mix of excitement and fake sympathy. "The campus gossip pages are already reposting it everywhere. Half the athletic boards are calling you a total homewrecker, and the hockey groupies are basically labeling you a puck-bunny who manipulated her way into the captain’s penthouse apartment."