“And what do you do, Karma?”
“Marketing Major at Florida.”
“Very nice. Well, I wish all three of you the best of luck today. Please head backstage to get ready for the main event.”
They walked off stage and I picked up the final volleyball.
“Now we need a judge.”
“Make sure you get this, Teddybear,” said Ghostie.
“I got it,” he replied.
I tossed the ball into the crowd.
Someone jumped in front of Teddybear and caught it, but Ghostie kept the music playing. The guy got swarmed immediately by like five other dudes. There was quite the scrum, but eventually Teddybear came out on top. He held the ball in one hand and stiff-armed some guy with his other.
Ghostie cut the music. But just like Zoraida, Teddybear lost it at the very last second.
“Damn it!” yelled Ghostie.
“Dude, I had it,” replied Teddybear. “Why didn’t you cut the music sooner?”
“It’s not my fault your hands are made of butter.”
I cut the mic again. “Boys, boys. Relax. Slavanka and Esme have got this.”
“They better,” said Ghostie. “And if they don’t, I can always fudge the numbers.”
I gasped. “Don’t you dare. I refuse to host a sham goddess contest. Did you not hear that girl say her nickname is Karma?We have to win this thing fair and square or this whole operation is doomed.”
Ghostie grunted.
The guy who’d stolen the volleyball jumped up on stage and jogged over to me. He looked so excited.
“Wooo!” he yelled into the mic before I could say anything.
Typical frat boy.I was getting some serious Chad vibes from him, and not in a good way.
“Wow,” I said. “Someone’s excited.”
“Hell yeah.”
“What’s your name?”
“Brody. Alpha O in the house!!!” He pumped his fist and got some cheers.
Called it.
“I guess that means you’re a student too?”
“Yup.”
“Great. Ready to find out what today’s competition will be?”
“Absolutely.” He rubbed his hands together.
“Pop the ball and let’s find out.” I handed him a golden ceremonial dagger. He popped it with a loudpop.Confetti flew out along with a sheet of paper. Brody snatched it out of the air.