Spooky Nook Volleyball Tournament Novels & Stories

When he was gone from sight, I continued walking down the hallway toward the deck. Outside, the other candidates and Julian were sitting down on a group of chairs circled around each other. Veronica had her nose in the book she had borrowed from the merfolk. Julian sat beside her, his seat pulled close, and was looking over her shoulder. Jessica and Bridget sat side by side, chatting. “It won’t be another volleyball event, will it?” Jessica asked nervously. She hadn’t had the best showing during our last volleyball game. Bridget hummed thoughtfully. “It could be,” she said, “But I don’t think Nathan and the others would plan two of the same kind of event so closely together.”

She smelled of cheap Academy soap and the lingering ozone of adrenaline. "I am plotting a victory," I corrected. Not looking up from the blueprint of the Eastern Arena. "Which, in this institution, usually requires a murder or two." "The Quarterly Tournament," Neoma sighed. She leaned her elbows on the table. "They announced it at breakfast. Mandatory participation for all cadets. Including Special Assets." "It is a culling," I said. I slid a ledger toward her. "Look at the data. Past twenty winners. What do you see?" Neoma traced the names with a finger that still had a faint tremor. "House Vane. House Grimm. House Ashfang. All Alphas. All heavy hitters."

It did not matter to them whether they were the champions or not. They would be happy with whatever they did as long as they did it together with Catherine. Another thing suddenly occurred to Ronin, and he reported to Catherine hurriedly. "Catherine, there's something else. The competition next week will be held in Oceanvile instead of Casier." It was a national league, and many other schools participated in it in Oceanvile. The qualifier was held in Casier, and Oceanvile won the bid to host the semi-finals. Catherine had no objection to it. She had planned to go to Oceanvile next month.

Friday night arrived like a storm. The entire campus buzzed with energy as whispers of “the wildest dorm party of the semester” spread from hall to hall. The boys on the basketball team had pooled money to rent massive speakers, and the girls from the neighboring dorm had arranged neon lights, glow paint, and enough booze to drown the dean’s office.

Nate's POV " Hey Nate, will you be coming for tomorrow's party ? ", Andrea asked me as we walked out of the chemistry lab, evening after the two hour's practical. " Party ?? What p..party ?", I asked clueless. " Oh..you didn't know ? Our volleyball team is throwing a party at Noah's house tomorrow cause they won the match.", She said. " Oh..your best friend?", I asked. " Yeah..", She nodded. " Ethan and Gavin will be coming. So you also will be there, right ?"

"And you thought this was a dumb idea." Stretched above the gymnasium door was a banner welcoming kids and their families to the "Dark Hollow Community College Halloween Spook-Tacular." Games, bake sale, raffle, costume contest. Sponsored by various local businesses, all proceeds to benefit the new Children's Wing at the hospital, yadda-yadda.

She laughs, shaking her head at me. “Please,” I begged, feeling a lot lighter by her presence. She eyed me. “Anyways, the others are waiting at the park. Don’t tell me you forgot the tournament is today.” “What? No way.” I lied, to be fair, if she knew how drastically my life has changed in the span of a week, she would pat me on the back instead.” Several minutes later, we left the house and went to the town’s park where the volleyball tournament takes place every year. The best thing about it is the fact that everything we make in ticket sales, snacks and merchandise goes to charity.

“Unofficially, I found a couple of mentions. I’m sending that to you.” With that, my computer pinged. I didn’t waste a second opening the email he’d send me. There were three images attached to the email. One was an I*******m post. The other was a F******k post. And the other was a picture of a newspaper article. All three were about an event that took place in Caveat City about seven years ago. A city-level shooting tournament where all the high schools in the district that had a rifle shooting team had participated. The first place of the tournament was coveted by Thomas Richson High School’s shooting team. The second place had gone to a small, three-person team hailing from a very prestig

The Next Day Lira's POV The air inside the arena pulses with electricity as we cheer the team, waving the pom-pom in our hands. Dressed in a super tight uniform—red and white—the sir nibbles at my exposed skin. It isn’t a game—it’s just a rehearsal between the team members. There’s a competition between Moonfang and Moon Eclipse college in four months’ time and of course Coach Daniel has ordered the team to start rehearsing immediately. The team are split into two squads—each with six members—red jerseys against white, moving through the scrimmage as Coach Daniel barks out orders from the bench.

Those who violate this rule will have their qualifications revoked and all their top-level Spirit Stones will be confiscated. "Third, the hunting competition will be held in the Nightmare Canyon. The time limit is 24 hours. All contestants must pass through the Nightmare Canyon and reach the exit on the other side within 24 hours. Otherwise, they will be deemed as having failed and all top-level Spirit Stones will be confiscated..." After announcing the rules, the Tortoise Academy organized the 48 freshmen entering the finals and 30 old students participating in the hunting competition to the Nightmare Canyon together. This canyon was not far from the Tortoise Academy. Its shape was similar