In Your Orbit (1st Book) Completed.

Chapter 28: Prom?

The gymnasium buzzed with anticipation, packed to the rafters with students from both schools. Cheers and chants echoed through the court, a mix of friendly rivalry and high energy fueling the players. On the polished court, Lisa stood in her signature position, her hands on her knees, beads of sweat trickling down her temples. Her sharp eyes were fixed on the opponent's captain, Sierra, who stood just beyond the net with a smirk on her face.

"You ready?" Sierra called out, spinning the ball in her hand with casual confidence.

Lisa straightened, her lips curving into a faint grin that barely reached her eyes. "Always," she replied, her voice cool but filled with determination.

From the bleachers, Jennie and Rose cheered loudly, their voices joining the chorus of supporters from Lisa's school. Jennie, in particular, was on her feet, clapping her hands and shouting, "Let's go, Lisa!" Rose grinned at her enthusiasm, nudging her gently. "She's got this," Rose said, though her own eyes never left the court.

Back on the court, Lisa exchanged a glance with Jisoo, her long-time teammate and setter. A quick nod passed between them, a silent conversation that needed no words. Their synergy on the court was unparalleled, and Lisa trusted Jisoo implicitly. Lisa then turned to the rest of her team, signaling them with a flick of her wrist and a sharp glance.

Sierra tossed the ball high into the air, her jump serve cutting through the tense atmosphere like a knife. It zipped over the net with precision, but Lisa was ready. She lunged forward, her arms outstretched, and made a clean pass to Jisoo.

"Set!" Lisa called, her voice commanding yet calm amidst the chaos.

Jisoo, already in position, jumped slightly, her fingers expertly guiding the ball into the air in a perfect arc. Lisa moved swiftly, her body a blur of motion as she approached the net. She timed her jump perfectly, her eyes locked on the ball as if nothing else in the world existed.

With a powerful swing of her arm, Lisa spiked the ball with precision and force. It whizzed past Sierra and her teammates, slamming into the ground on the opposing side of the court before anyone could react.

The referee blew the whistle, signaling the point. "Fourteen to eleven!" the announcer's voice boomed over the speakers, barely audible over the explosion of cheers from Lisa's supporters.

Lisa landed lightly, adrenaline surging through her veins as her teammates swarmed her in celebration. She turned briefly toward the bleachers, spotting Jennie jumping up and down, her bright smile lighting up the gym. Lisa couldn't help the small grin tugging at her lips.

"That's my girl!" Jennie shouted, her voice cutting through the noise. Rose laughed beside her, shaking her head. "Calm down, Jennie. You're about to combust."

Lisa wiped her hands on her shorts, positioning herself again. Only one point left to secure the win. Sierra stepped closer to the net, narrowing her eyes at Lisa. "Not bad," she muttered, her competitive edge still sharp.

Lisa just smirked, rolling her shoulders to keep loose. "It's not over yet," she replied, her tone cool and composed, though her heart pounded with excitement.

The tension was palpable as the teams reset for the next serve. Everyone in the gym knew the stakes: one more point, and it was game over.

Lisa stole a quick glance at Jisoo, who gave her an encouraging thumbs-up. The gym's atmosphere was electric, and the crowd's energy fueled her determination. She took a deep breath, grounding herself, as Sierra prepared for the next play. All she needed was one more point to secure the victory.

And she wasn't planning to let it slip.

The energy in the gym was electrifying as Jisoo stepped up to serve, her eyes focused and sharp. The ball soared across the net with precision, landing squarely in the opponent's court. The rally began, both teams exchanging powerful hits and strategic moves.