❝ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒! ❞ || 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐂

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

CHAPTER SEVEN
❝ 𝐁O𝐘𝐒 𝐖I𝐋L 𝐁E 𝐁O𝐘S ❞
TRIGGER WARNINGS || VIOLENCE, NOT EDITED

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THE SOUND of the audience and radio music playing in the school gym only intensified the tension in the competition. The boys on one side of the gym, the girls on the other across. A twister layout was placed in the middle of the basketball court, the spin board laid on a stool besides the game layout.

"We're winning, for sure." Jules waved her fingers at Faith who giggled, Tilly adjusted her shorts around her thighs with a tilted head. "How do you know that?" She furrowed her brows as Jules chuckled, "because boys can't move much with dicks."

Faith threw her head back with a laugh as Victoria tightened her ponytail with a straight face. "They're about to start, Tilly- remember," she lifted a finger up to the injured girl who lifted her brows. "Speak loud so we can hear you over everyone." Tilly nodded as the girls all high-fived.

The lights suddenly dimmed, "ladies and gentlemen...!" Director Watterson's voice roared from the speakers, boom! Boom! Boom! The drums stuttered.

"Team girls!" Cheering.

The team of girls walked in a row towards the layout, Jules waved towards the crowd- blowing kissed as Faith had an arm around Tilly who was pointing out to her friends in her crowd. The girls lined up at one side of the layout.

"Team boys!" Cheering.

The team of boys jogged out with Brady in front who had his arms out. "This isn't a football game but whatever," Vince snorted with a whisper to Luka who smirked, the boys lined up besides the girls. "We present to you..." the directors voice echoed, "Twister!"

"Oh God," Victoria whispered with a frown as Faith bounced up and down on her heels with a smile. Jules patted her shoulder, rubbing it as the voice suddenly became the student announcers. "We will have three players from each team compete in the classic game of Twister, where Tilly Paloma- from the girl's team- will spin the wheel."

Tilly was led to the stool, plopping down on it as her hands held the spinning wheel. The audience cheered, her hands waved back and forth. "The following competitors, Faith Conklin and Vincent Riely are up for the first round- please take a step on the starting line!"

The girls gave Faith a high five before stepping on the outline, her eyes glanced up at Vince who rubbed his eye. The audience silenced in curiosity as Tilly's finger flicked the spinner. "Right foot yellow!" Her voice was charged up by the microphone that was stood in front of her.

Faith placed her right foot on the yellow dot, hands out to stabalize herself as Vince did the same. Tilly flicked the spinner once again, "left hand green!" The girl groaned to herself as her left hand shot out across- torso slightly twisting.

Vince reached his hand out, suddenly tumbling forward and landing flat on his face. The audience let out a crowd of laughter as he rubbed his nose- falling to his side as a ding was heard from the speakers. "One point for the girls! May the following competitors follow up for round two, Victoria Linguette and Jordan Rawling!"

Victoria's eyes snapped onto Jordan with a jaw clenched, of fucking course it had to be this idiot. Jordan shoved Vince who was complaining about his nose, hands hovered over as Victoria adjusted her ponytail as the bell rang.

Tilly flicked the spinner wheel, head tilted towards the microphone. "Right hand red!" Victoria placed a firm hand on the red dot, bending over a bit as Jordan reached to put his on the other dot. Flick! "Left foot green!" The girl held herself up as she planted a foot on the dot, Jordan did the same- glancing up at her.

Flick! "Left hand blue!" Victoria grunted as her hand landed roughly on the dot, eyes snapping onto Jordan who smirked. "Tired already?" He teased. "Fuck off." Jordan scoffed, "you're just pissed you're gonna lose."

"Left hand green!"

Jordan stretched his arm out, suddenly landing on his side on the floor as Victoria let out a mocking voice, "you're just pissed you're gonna lose."

Ding! "Two points for the girls, may the last following competitors follow up for the last round. Jules Yun and Brady Hollister!" Jordan rubbed his arm as he stood up, glaring. "Fuck ass." Cheering!

Jules positioned herself to brace as Brady cracked his knuckles, flick! Her gaze snapped onto Noah who gave her a thumbs up, smile glistening. "Right foot red!" Her shoes thumped against the dot as Brady aggressively stomped on the dot, nostrils flaring.

Flick! "Left hand green!" Jules stretchrd her body out to rest her hand on the green dots, her long braided hair shifted onto her side. Brady did the same with his own hand.

Flick! "Right foot blue!" Jules's body scrunched up, bottom up with a foot on the dot. Brady let a whistle past his lips, "nice ass Yun!" Noah's heart raced, jaw clenched as Jules scoffed in disgust- rolling her eyes, focus.

Flick! "Left foot blue!" Brady's foot went to step onto the dot, accidentally hitting his balls with a squealed groan. He fell back onto the floor, hands between his thighs holding his groin- ding!

The audience cheered, leaping in joy as the alarms blared. Victoria raced to Jules who stood up with a flushed face, embracing her as Faith cheered besides Tilly who high fived all the girls.

"Keep whistling you idiot," Luka's foot softly kicked Brady's side who was still holding his groin, teeth clenched. Noah smiled to himself as the sight of the girls- Jules- excited and leaping with joy. Jordan grumbled, "it's whatever, we're tied."

Director Nahomi threw her hands up as the music blared, hips strutting to the beat with a smirk towards Director Watterson who crossed his arms with a pout.

"Team Girls win the second game!"

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AUTHORS NOTE

I am SORRY💜 this was short but i have a HUGE idea for next chapterrrrr