Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1026

"Look at that!"

someone yelled from the stands as the medical students muttered among themselves.

All eyes snapped back to the court.

Juniper was gliding across the surface with flawless coordination and bottomless stamina.

No matter how vicious or impossible Sheryl’s shots were, Juniper intercepted every single one.

Her returns were sharp, unpredictable, and constantly caught Sheryl off balance.

Ten minutes in, Sheryl had dropped three consecutive games.

Her face flushed dark with fury and humiliation, Sheryl stood near the baseline, gasping for air as she glared at Juniper with bloodshot eyes.

It was undeniable now.

Juniper wasn't just capable of playing tennis; she was incredibly, terrifyingly good at it.

If this kept up, Sheryl was going to get completely annihilated.

But then, Sheryl caught her breath and her gaze flicked down to Juniper's racket.

To avoid suspicion from the referee, her people had been very careful with the sabotage.

After surviving these intense rallies, the structural integrity of Juniper's racket was hanging by a thread.

A few more heavy hits, and it would definitely snap.

Relief washed over Sheryl. She reset her stance and threw herself back into the match.

Exactly as she predicted.

Two minutes later, the frame of Juniper's racket suddenly cracked and folded in half.

The cheering from the computer science section abruptly died.

"Oh no."

Hattie’s smile vanished. She spun to the class president. "Hurry, go grab her a spare!"

"On it!"

The president vaulted over the bleacher railing and sprinted to the equipment bins. He dug around frantically, only to pull out a single spare racket.

He inspected it.

It was completely busted too.

"Where are the rest of them?" he demanded, panicking. "Didn't the other players just finish using a bunch?"

"I think they already got put back in the equipment room," a bystander pointed out.

"I'll go get one from there." Frowning, the president turned to the court. "Goddess! Just give me a couple of minutes, I'm going to grab you a new one!"

A few moments later, someone was calling the event staff. The door to the equipment room was jammed shut.

"Either keep playing or forfeit. Nobody wants to watch her stand around looking stupid."

"Hey, watch your mouth!" The computer science students flared up immediately, shouting back.

"Or what?"

The premeds challenged haughtily. "For all we know, she broke it on purpose because she realized she was going to lose!"

"She literally won three games in a row, are you blind?!"

"Sheryl was clearly letting her win!"

As the two sections dissolved into a shouting match, the referee and the event staff huddled together, hopelessly trying to figure out a solution.

Juniper checked the time.

Shanley was already on his way to pick her up.

If this dragged on much longer, she was going to be late for dinner.

She glanced down at the ruined racket in her hand.

Well, well.

That was a remarkably clean break in the frame.

She looked across the net at Sheryl, who was practically vibrating with malicious triumph.