Chapter 14: Tournament
๐ธ๐๐๐๐โ ๐บ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐
Hey Azalea, do you play any sports? *takes a sip of coffee*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Umm. . . .I used to play tennis! *smiles*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
*Eyes shine with interest* REALLY? That's amazing!
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*Giggles* not really!
๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐
Do you play competitively, or just for fun?
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
A bit of both, actually, I've played in a few tournaments here and there, but mostly I just play for fun with friends and family.
๐ธ๐๐๐๐โ ๐บ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐
That's really cool. Maybe we can play a game together sometime! *exclaims*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
I'd love that! *Smiles generously*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Hey, Elijah! Mind if I join you guys? *wraps his arm around Elijah's shoulder*
๐ธ๐๐๐๐โ ๐บ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐
Of course, Jeremy! Pull up a chair. *grins*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
What's up bishes? How's ya doing? *bratty*
๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐
Mind you language! *smacks her head*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
*shakes head*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
*Smug face* *shows middle finger*
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐
*giggles*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*looks at them curiously*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
*eyes land on Azalea* Hey there, I don't think we've met before. I'm Jeremy.ย
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
*Helds out his hand*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Azalea! *shakes hand with him*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Nice to meet you, Ms. Azalea! *grins*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
The feelings are mutual! *small smile*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
You are so pretty! *exclaims*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
*holds her hand* I am Nicole! Nice to meet you pretty lady!
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Nice to meet you too! *blushes*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
*eyes shinning*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
So, what are you guys up to? *turns around and snatches food from Ophelia*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
*Done face*
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐
*Giggles* Just chatting about random stuffzz!
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
When is Sam's returning?
๐ธ๐๐๐๐โ ๐บ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐
Thursday. . . .*sips his milkshake*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
*Nods*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Who is Sam? *enquires*
๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐
Samantha! Our teammate. *winks*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Ohh! I see. *smiles*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Have you guys heard about the football tournament coming up?
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
*Looks* Eh? When?
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*Confused*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Fools, It's a big inter-school tournament, and our team has been training hard for it. It's going to be a blast! *excited*
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐
When is it going to happen? And why were we not informed regarding the tournament? *furrowed brows*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
I don't know *Shrugs*
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
It's today!
๐ธ๐๐๐๐โ ๐บ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐
That's great I guess *sighes*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Definitely! And the best part is, during the games period, all students will be taken to the ground so that they can participate and watch the tournament. Senior Hunter is going to lead the team and of course we are going to win!! *exclaims*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
Don't fly so high! *rolls her eyes*
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Shut up! *groans*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
Shut up! *mimics him*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
Confidence is fine but not over Confidence! Never think your enemy to be weak, jerk!
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐โ๐๐
Hey I am not going to take any suggestions from you, about football, okay? *speaks harshly*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
Fucker! *muffles angrily*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*Holds her hand and gives it a slight squeeze*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*Gives a reassuring smile*
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
*huffs* Thanks! *mutters*
As the tiffin break came to an end, the students eagerly made their way to the field to witness the inter-school football tournament. Excitement buzzed through the air as they took their places around the expansive field, eager to cheer on their school team.
A group of foreign students had arrived to compete against their school team, their imposing figures commanding attention as they took their positions on the field. With their towering stature and formidable presence, they presented a formidable challenge for their opponents.
As the game progressed, a hush fell over the crowd as Hunter and his teammates made their entrance onto the field. Clad in their striking red jerseys adorned with bold black stripes, they exuded an aura of confidence and determination.
[A/N: Sorry dear readers, couldn't find any suitable pictures]
The sleeves of their jerseys were absent, showcasing their toned arms, while their lower halves were covered in three-quarter pants, allowing for maximum mobility on the field. Hunter led the team with his head held high, his eyes focused squarely on the competition ahead.
As they took their positions on the field, the spectators erupted into cheers and applause, energized by the sight of their school's football team ready to face off against their opponents. With Hunter at the helm, they knew that their team was in capable hands, poised to give their all in pursuit of victory.
Azalea couldn't tear her gaze away from Hunter as he stepped onto the field, leading his team with an air of confidence and determination. His presence was magnetic, commanding attention and leaving her breathless with awe.
As she watched him move with grace and agility, Azalea felt her heart race in her chest, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of him. Hunter's athletic prowess and commanding presence left her mesmerized, unable to look away as he prepared to face off against their opponents.
With each step he took, Azalea found herself drawn to him, captivated by the intensity of his gaze and the strength of his stride. She had never seen him in this light before, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in the pit of her stomach at the realization of the depth of her admiration for him.
As Hunter's gaze swept across the seating area, his eyes scanning the crowd with a sense of anticipation, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at the edges of his consciousness. His heart pounded in his chest as he searched for Azalea, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling within him.
And then, finally, his eyes found her.
There she was, sitting among the spectators, her eyes fixed on the field with a look of rapt attention. As their eyes met, a jolt of electricity shot through Hunter, sending a shiver down his spine. At that moment, time seemed to stand still as he drank in the sight of her, his breath catching in his throat at the intensity of his emotions.
Azalea's expression softened, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she returned his gaze with a warmth that sent a rush of heat flooding through him.
But beneath the surface, beneath the facade of calm and composure, Hunter sensed a depth of emotion that both thrilled and unnerved him. It was as if there was a connection between them, an invisible thread that bound them together in ways he couldn't begin to comprehend
As the referee's whistle blew, signaling the start of the game, Hunter tore his gaze away from Azalea, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. Whatever lay ahead, he knew that the sight of Azalea in the crowd would stay with him.
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Ah, my dear readers, I implore you to understand the delicate balance I strive to maintain between the enchanting realms of writing and the demands of my academic pursuits.
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While I fervently desire to update regularly, there may be times when my studies must take precedence. Fear not, for this does not diminish my passion for sharing stories with you all.
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You're understanding and support are much appreciated, and I assure you that I shall return to our creative ventures as soon as my academic obligations allow.
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Thank you for your patience and for embracing this creative journey with me๐ฆข๐ชฟ๐ธ
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