Scaramouche X Debate Club Novels & Stories

Ava and Eve clinked their glasses and squealed in excitement before downing their drinks in one go. Their loud noises attracted the attention of the people around them at the club. All kinds could be found there, thugs, criminals, whores, and so on. Both twenty-one, they had made a pact with each other that after their final exams, they will both take the risk of partying at The Fantasy Club which was rumored to be dangerous. Ava's phone soon began to ring. She took it out of her pocket and when she saw the caller, said, "shoot, it's Damon. If he knows I'm at The Fantasy Club, he will go bananas."

“Starting from number five, we have the Book Club. This is perfect for anyone who loves reading or feels too shy to dive into more social activities. “At number four is the Jet Club—science and tech enthusiasts, this one’s for you. “Now for the big three. These are the clubs that represent us in the annual interschool competitions. If you’re unfamiliar, it’s a social event where top schools in the state compete for the number one spot in each category. “At number three is the Fashion Club. Think fashion gossip, runway events, and creativity. If you’re into style, that’s your place. “Coming in at number two is the Boxing Club.” A murmur spread through the crowd. “How can boxing be second? Nob

Every selection was met with cheers, pats on the back, celebratory laughter. The sports club chose their fastest runners and strongest players. The music club selected the most gifted vocalists and pianists. The debate team picked the sharpest minds, students with voices that demanded to be heard. One by one, students were called. Amara wasn’t. Not the sports club. Not the debate club. Not the literature club. She wasn’t surprised. They barely even looked at her. She was a shadow in their world—always there, never seen. But then, an opportunity.

Mico just nods slowly as well. Yet, after a minute he opened his mouth to talk about their club. “There was a stage play where we were still looking for the main character. I want to nominate you as a Romeo. You know for a change. we will get a man for the character of Juliet, please, if you participate you would have fifty points in all of your subject” I didn't talk for about a second. I was thinking that this is it. If I go for this drama, My teacher couldn't force me to join another club, At least if I join Mico's club I am sure that the bullied student would be less than the other club.

Scarlet club is one of the main spots where most students from school comes and hangs out every weekend so it's most likely that I'll be bumping into anyone familiar pretty soon. Suddenly, I saw the person that I'm waiting for finally walks in. His arm was hanging around one of the girls that I saw was standing outside a few minutes ago. Definitely a prostitute. He was wearing black trousers and a black tight shirt, he was laughing about something that prostitute girl must have said and then they started making their way over towards the bar area.

Smack “ That was the next thing that she felt on her face , the girl slapped her so hard that her lips bursted . Melissaa shifted back unable to understand what had just happened , this girl didn’t just slap her right , how dare she hit her with those disgusting hands of her ‘s . Melissa raised up her hand to hit her back but before she could do it , the girl held her hands and smacked her hardly again making the tears that she had been hounding come out , When the girls saw her tears they burst into uncontrollable laughter . I really can’t believe that she’s trying , the bitch is crying “ the girls taunted get whine laughing out loudly . “ you know what I think that you should just hold you

Marcus replied. Neither of them knew how ironic those words would become. By noon, the debate society auditorium overflowed with students. The annual inter-university championship was about to begin. The moderator smiled confidently. "Our defending champions..." A roar erupted from the audience. "Anthony Devereaux and Marcus Valmont!" The two young men exchanged amused glances before walking toward the stage. Marcus adjusted his tie. "Nervous?" Anthony closed his notes. "No." "Liar." "I organized my arguments alphabetically."

For a moment, I let myself remember. Remember being sixteen, sitting on the steps outside of the debate club , furious because Adrian kellerham had just torn apart my closing debate right in front of everyone. He walked over after his eyes glinting with amusement “If you want to beat me next time Paige don’t quote outdated information.” I threw my notes at him . He only caught them easily before throwing them on my lap. “Don’t worry” he said mockingly “You’re still the best opponent I have ever had” Even then I hated how his praise made my stomach flutter.

Gabe laughs, “We can do Cards Against Humanity or even Scattergories.” “Ugh, fine then…” Deke pretends to be annoyed but then winks at the rest of us and grins, “So, Jace, I hear you’re working at Shameless. I’ve been there a few times but haven’t seen you there.” “Well, are you a member?” Jace asks. “No, a member for what?” Deke looks confused. “A club member, where you have access to the dungeon downstairs. There is a monthly membership, but it’s costly.” Jace takes a swig of his soda.

“Ladies and gentlemen of Ravenscroft High! It is our utmost pleasure to announce to you the start of the biggest national debate in all of history! Our topic for this debate is: Freedom without order is chaos; order without freedom is tyranny. On one side, we have the school’s queen bee, Roxanne! She will be going against the other candidate, and whoever wins will get to represent the school internationally. Are we ready?” I could hear their screams of excitement as I walked. It practically shook the school’s walls. “Well, since we’re all ready. Shall we announce the judges?” Everyone cheered in response. All of a sudden, the microphone crackled as the moderator stuttered over his words. “I’